The Time Machine

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I Introduction II The Machine III The Time Traveller Returns IV Time Travelling V In the Golden Age VI The Sunset of Mankind VII A Sudden Shock VIII Explanation IX The Morlocks X When Night Came XI The Palace of Green Porcelain XII In the Darkness XIII The Trap of the White Sphinx XIV The Further Vision XV The Time Traveller’s Return XVI After the Story Epilogue

The Time Traveller (for so it will be convenient to speak of him) was expounding a recondite matter to us. His grey eyes shone and twinkled, and his usually pale face was flushed and animated. The fire burnt brightly, and the soft radiance of the incandescent lights in the lilies of silver caught the bubbles that flashed and passed in our glasses. Our chairs, being his patents, embraced and caressed us rather than submitted to be sat upon, and there was that luxurious after-dinner atmosphere, when thought runs gracefully free of the trammels of precision. And he put it to us in this way—marking the points with a lean forefinger—as we sat and lazily admired his earnestness over this new paradox (as we thought it) and his fecundity.