machine, and pointed again, and then
head, and then
machine
By some defect of reasoning
to imagine that broken English might help these gestures
"Me look 'im,"
, "me think 'im
Yes
" His behaviour seemed
the Selenites in their desire
progress for
moment
They faced one another, their queer heads moved, the twittering voices came quick and liquid
Then
,
lean, tall creature, with
sort of mantle added
puttee
others were dressed, twisted his elephant trunk of
hand about Cavor's waist, and pulled him gently
our guide, who again went on ahead
Cavor resisted
"
just
begin explaining ourselves now
think
new animals,
new sort of mooncalf perhaps !
most important that
show an intelligent interest
outset
"
He began to shake his head violently
"No, no,"
, "me not come on one minute
Me look at 'im
"
" Isn't there some geometrical point
bring in apropos
affair ? " I suggested,
Selenites conferred again

"Possibly
parabolic -" be began

He yelled loudly, and leaped six feet or more !
four armed moon-men had pricked him with
goad !
I turned
goad-bearer behind me with
swift threatening gesture, and he started back
This and Cavor's sudden shout and leap clearly astonished all the Selenites
They receded hastily, facing us
moments that seem to last for ever, we stood in angry protest, with
scattered semicircle
inhuman beings about us

"He pricked me ! " said Cavor, with
catching
voice

"
him," I answered

"Confound it ! "
Selenites; "We're not going to stand that ! What on earth
take us for ? "
I glanced quickly right and left
Far away across the blue wilderness of cavern
number of other Selenites running towards us; broad and slender they were, and one with
larger head
others
The cavern spread wide and low, and receded in every direction into darkness
Its roof, I remember, seemed to bulge down
weight
vast thickness of rocks that prisoned us
no way out of it - no way out of it
Above, below, in every direction,
unknown, and these inhuman creatures, with goads and gestures, confronting us, and we two unsupported men !
Chapter 15
The Giddy Bridge
JUST for
moment that hostile pause endured
I suppose that both we
Selenites did some very rapid thinking
My clearest impression
nothing
my back against,
we were bound
surrounded and killed
The overwhelming folly
presence there loomed over me in black, enormous reproach
Why had I ever launched my self
mad, inhuman expedition ?
Cavor came to my side and laid his hand on my arm
His pale and terrified face was ghastly
blue light

"
't do anything,"
"It's
mistake
They don't understand
go
As
us
"
I looked down at him, and then
fresh Selenites who were coming to help their fellows
"If I had my hands free - "
"It's no use," he panted

"No
"
"We'll go
"
And he turned about and led the way
direction that
indicated

I followed, trying to look as subdued as possible, and feeling
chains
wrists
My blood was boiling
I noted nothing more
cavern, though it seemed
before we had marched across it, or if I noted anything I forgot it as
it
My thoughts were concentrated,
, upon my chains
Selenites, and particularly
helmeted ones
goads
At first they marched parallel
, and at
respectful distance, but presently they were overtaken by three others, and then they drew nearer, until they were within arms length again
I winced like
beaten horse
came near
The shorter, thicker Selenite marched at first
right flank, but presently came in front of us again

How well the picture
grouping has bitten into my brain; the back of Cavor's downcast head just in front of me,
dejected droop
shoulders,
guide's gaping visage, perpetually jerking about him,
goad-bearers on either side, watchful, yet open-mouthed -
blue monochrome
And after all,
remember one other thing besides the purely personal affair,
, that
sort of gutter came presently across the floor
cavern, and then ran along
side
path of rock we followed
And
full
same bright blue luminous stuff that flowed
great machine
I walked close beside it, and
testify it radiated not
particle of heat
brightly shining, and yet
neither warmer nor colder than anything else
cavern

Clang, clang, clang, we passed right under the thumping levers of another vast machine, and so came at last to
wide tunnel,
even hear the pad, pad,
shoeless feet, and which, save
trickling thread of blue
right of us, was quite unlit
The shadows made gigantic travesties
shapes and those
Selenites
irregular wall and roof
tunnel
Ever and again crystals
walls
tunnel scintillated like gems, ever and again the tunnel expanded into
stalactitic cavern, or gave off branches that vanished into darkness

We seemed
marching down that tunnel
"Trickle, trickle," went the flowing light very softly,
footfalls and their echoes made an irregular paddle, paddle
My mind settled down
question
chains
If I were to slip off one turn so, and then to twist it so
.

If I tried
very gradually, would they see
slipping my wrist
looser turn ? If
, what would
?
"Bedford," said Cavor, "it goes down
It keeps on going down
"
His remark roused me from my sullen pre-occupation

"
wanted to kill us,"
, dropping back
level with me, "
no reason why they
it
"
"No," I admitted, "that's true
"
"They don't understand us,"
, "
merely strange animals, some wild sort of mooncalf birth, perhaps
only when
observed us better that
begin
minds"
"
trace those geometrical problems," said I

"It
that
"
We tramped on for
space

"
," said Cavor, "these
Selenites of
lower class
"
"The infernal fools ! " said I viciously, glancing at their exasperating faces

"
endure what
"
"We've got to endure it," said I

"
others less stupid
mere outer fringe
world
It must go down and down, cavern, passage, tunnel, down at last
sea - hundreds of miles below
"
His words made me think
mile or so of rock and tunnel that
over our heads already
like
weight dropping, on my shoulders
"Away
sun and air,"
"Even
mine half
mile deep is stuffy
" remarked

"
, anyhow
It's probable - Ventilation ! The air would blow
dark side
moon
sunlit, and all the carbonic acid would well out there and feed those plants
Up this tunnel, for example,
quite
breeze
And what
world it
The earnest
shaft, and those machines"
"
goad,"
"Don't forget the goad ! "
He walked
little in front of me for
time

"Even that goad - "

"Well ? "
"
angry
But
perhaps necessary
get on
different skins, and probably different nerves
not understand our objection - Just as
being from Mars
like our earthly habit of nudging"
"They'd better be careful how they nudge me
"
"And
geometry
After all, their way is
way of understanding, too
They begin
elements of life and not of thought
Food
Compulsion
Pain
They strike at fundamentals
"
"There's
,"

He went on
enormous and wonderful world into which we were being taken
I realised slowly
tone, that even now