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...
I can compare it to nothing but a large door mat, ornamented at the edges with little tinkling tags. ...
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...
The nearer moon, hurtling suddenly above the horizon and lighting up the Barsoomian scene, showed me that my preserver was Woola. ...