“We are in the midst of it,” I said, “quiet as it is. That flicker in the sky tells of the gathering storm. Yonder, I take it are the Martians, and Lo...

A man, knee-deep near the towing path, shouted inaudibly to me and pointed. Looking back, I saw the other Martians advancing with gigantic strides dow...

For my own part, I had been feverishly excited all day. Something very like the war fever that occasionally runs through a civilised community had got...

Something was moving to and fro there, very quietly; every now and then it tapped against the wall, or started on its movements with a faint metallic ...

He had eaten no food since midday, he told me early in his narrative, and I found some mutton and bread in the pantry and brought it into the room. We...