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H. G. Wells. The Short Stories of H. G. Wells
The Short Stories of H. G. Wells
Table of Contents
THE TIME MACHINE AND OTHER STORIES
THE TIME MACHINE
THE EMPIRE OF THE ANTS
A VISION OF JUDGMENT
THE LAND IRONCLADS
THE BEAUTIFUL SUIT
THE DOOR IN THE WALL
THE PEARL OF LOVE
THE COUNTRY OF THE BLIND
THE STOLEN BACILLUS AND OTHER STORIES
THE STOLEN BACILLUS
THE FLOWERING OF THE STRANGE ORCHID
IN THE AVU OBSERVATORY
THE TRIUMPHS OF A TAXIDERMIST
A DEAL IN OSTRICHES
THROUGH A WINDOW
THE TEMPTATION OF HARRINGAY
THE FLYING MAN
THE DIAMOND MAKER
AEPYORNIS ISLAND
THE REMARKABLE CASE OF DAVIDSON'S EYES
THE LORD OF THE DYNAMOS
THE HAMMERPOND PARK BURGLARY
THE MOTH
THE TREASURE IN THE FOREST
THE PLATTNER STORY AND OTHERS
THE PLATTNER STORY
THE ARGONAUTS OF THE AIR
THE STORY OF THE LATE MR. ELVESHAM
IN THE ABYSS
THE APPLE
UNDER THE KNIFE
THE SEA RAIDERS
POLLOCK AND THE PORROH MAN
THE RED ROOM
THE CONE
THE PURPLE PILEUS
THE JILTING OF JANE
IN THE MODERN VEIN: AN UNSYMPATHETIC LOVE STORY
A CATASTROPHE
THE LOST INHERITANCE
THE SAD STORY OF A DRAMATIC CRITIC
A SLIP UNDER THE MICROSCOPE
THE RECONCILIATION
MY FIRST AEROPLANE ("ALAUDA MAGNA")
LITTLE MOTHER UP THE MORDERBERG
THE STORY OF THE LAST TRUMP
THE GRISLY FOLK
TALES OF TIME AND SPACE
THE CRYSTAL EGG
THE STAR
A STORY OF THE STONE AGE
A STORY OF THE DAYS TO COME
THE MAN WHO COULD WORK MIRACLES
TWELVE STORIES AND A DREAM
FILMER
THE MAGIC SHOP
THE VALLEY OF SPIDERS
THE TRUTH ABOUT PYECRAFT
MR. SKELMERSDALE IN FAIRYLAND
THE INEXPERIENCED GHOST
JIMMY GOGGLES THE GOD
THE NEW ACCELERATOR
MR. LEDBETTER'S VACATION
THE STOLEN BODY
MR. BRISHER'S TREASURE
MISS WINCHELSEA'S HEART
A DREAM OF ARMAGEDDON
THE END
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H. G. Wells
Published by Good Press, 2021
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"Abruptly, I dashed down the match, and knocking one of the people over in my course, went blundering across the big dining-hall again, out under the moonlight. I heard cries of terror and their little feet running and stumbling this way and that. I do not remember all I did as the moon crept up the sky. I suppose it was the unexpected nature of my loss that maddened me. I felt hopelessly cut off from my own kind--a strange animal in an unknown world. I must have raved to and fro, screaming and crying upon God and Fate. I have a memory of horrible fatigue, as the long night of despair wore away; of looking in this impossible place and that; of groping among moonlit ruins and touching strange creatures in the black shadows; at last, of lying on the ground near the sphinx and weeping with absolute wretchedness. I had nothing left but misery. Then I slept, and when I woke again it was full day, and a couple of sparrows were hopping round me on the turf within reach of my arm.
"I sat up in the freshness of the morning, trying to remember how I had got there, and why I had such a profound sense of desertion and despair. Then things came clear in my mind. With the plain, reasonable daylight, I could look my circumstances fairly in the face. I saw the wild folly of my frenzy overnight, and I could reason with myself. 'Suppose the worst?' I said. 'Suppose the machine altogether lost--perhaps destroyed? It behoves me to be calm and patient, to learn the way of the people, to get a clear idea of the method of my loss, and the means of getting materials and tools; so that in the end, perhaps, I may make another.' That would be my only hope, perhaps but better than despair. And after all, it was a beautiful and curious world.
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