By the light of the now brilliant moons I saw that he was but a shadow of his former self, and as he turned from my caress and commenced greedily.
At first I regarded little but the road before me, and then abruptly my attention was arrested by something that was moving rapidly.
We can’t possibly stay here, I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the common.
The nearer moon, hurtling suddenly above the horizon and lighting up the Barsoomian scene, showed me that my preserver was Woola.
I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians
