The Time Machine


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I cried to her in her own tongue. For now I had a weapon indeed  
against the horrible creatures we feared. And so, in that derelict  
museum, upon the thick soft carpeting of dust, to Weena's huge  
delight, I solemnly performed a kind of composite dance, whistling  
The Land of the Leal as cheerfully as I could. In part it was a  
modest cancan, in part a step dance, in part a skirt-dance (so far  
as my tail-coat permitted), and in part original. For I am naturally  
inventive, as you know.  
'Now, I still think that for this box of matches to have escaped  
the wear of time for immemorial years was a most strange, as for  
me it was a most fortunate thing. Yet, oddly enough, I found a far  
unlikelier substance, and that was camphor. I found it in a sealed  
jar, that by chance, I suppose, had been really hermetically sealed.  
I fancied at first that it was paraffin wax, and smashed the glass  
accordingly. But the odour of camphor was unmistakable. In the  
universal decay this volatile substance had chanced to survive,  
perhaps through many thousands of centuries. It reminded me of a  
sepia painting I had once seen done from the ink of a fossil  
Belemnite that must have perished and become fossilized millions  
of years ago. I was about to throw it away, but I remembered that  
it was inflammable and burned with a good bright flame--was, in  
fact, an excellent candle--and I put it in my pocket. I found no  
explosives, however, nor any means of breaking down the bronze  
doors. As yet my iron crowbar was the most helpful thing I had  
chanced upon. Nevertheless I left that gallery greatly elated.  
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