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She was quite silent for a minute or two

She was quite silent for a minute or two

I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians

Two long weeks I wandered

Two long weeks I wandered

Through two long weeks I wandered, stumbling through the nights guided only by the stars and hiding during the days behind some protruding rock or among the occasional hills I traversed.

We Are Testing A Pagination Here

We Are Testing A Pagination Here

I can compare it to nothing but a large door mat, ornamented at the edges with little tinkling tags.

At daybreak of the fifteenth day of my search

At daybreak of the fifteenth day of my search

When the amphitheater had cleared I crept stealthily to the top and as the great excavation lay far from the plaza.

I realized that the crest must be within the range of…

I realized that the crest must be within the range of…

At that I gripped my wife’s arm, and without ceremony ran her out into the road.

A great thing made of gold. Down the hill I saw it.

A great thing made of gold. Down the hill I saw it.

I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians’ Heat-Ray now that the college was cleared out of the way.

Then going through some small strange motions

Then going through some small strange motions

A moderate incline runs towards the foot of Maybury Hill, and down this we clattered. Once the lightning had begun.