1 Overhead the clouds were driving fast, albeit not a breath stirred the shrubs about us.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: X. IN THE STORM. 2 The driving clouds of the gathering thunderstorm mingled there with masses of black and red smoke.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: X. IN THE STORM. 3 The sun sank into grey clouds, the sky flushed and darkened, the evening star trembled into sight.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVII. THE "THUNDER CHILD". 4 The Martians are able to discharge enormous clouds of a black and poisonous vapour by means of rockets.
5 The morning was bright and fine, and the eastern sky glowed pink, and was fretted with little golden clouds.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 2: VII. THE MAN ON PUTNEY HILL. 6 They moved, as it seemed to us, upon a cloud, for a milky mist covered the fields and rose to a third of their height.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XV. WHAT HAD HAPPENED IN SURREY. 7 The coast grew faint, and at last indistinguishable amid the low banks of clouds that were gathering about the sinking sun.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVII. THE "THUNDER CHILD". 8 It was glaringly hot, not a cloud in the sky nor a breath of wind, and the only shadow was that of the few scattered pine trees.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: III. ON HORSELL COMMON. 9 I saw that the driving clouds had been pierced as it were by a thread of green fire, suddenly lighting their confusion and falling into the field to my left.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: X. IN THE STORM. 10 At the same time, far away in the southeast the masts and upperworks of three ironclads rose one after the other out of the sea, beneath clouds of black smoke.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVII. THE "THUNDER CHILD". 11 Most of the fugitives at that hour were mounted on cycles, but there were soon motor cars, hansom cabs, and carriages hurrying along, and the dust hung in heavy clouds along the road to St. Albans.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 12 By midday a Martian had been seen at Barnes, and a cloud of slowly sinking black vapour drove along the Thames and across the flats of Lambeth, cutting off all escape over the bridges in its sluggish advance.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 13 Dense clouds of smoke or dust, visible through a powerful telescope on earth as little grey, fluctuating patches, spread through the clearness of the planet's atmosphere and obscured its more familiar features.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: I. THE EVE OF THE WAR. 14 The sun was just setting, and the Clock Tower and the Houses of Parliament rose against one of the most peaceful skies it is possible to imagine, a sky of gold, barred with long transverse stripes of reddish-purple cloud.
15 Thick clouds of steam were pouring off the wreckage, and through the tumultuously whirling wisps I could see, intermittently and vaguely, the gigantic limbs churning the water and flinging a splash and spray of mud and froth into the air.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XII. WHAT I SAW OF THE DESTRUCTION OF WEYBRIDGE AND SHEPPERTON. 16 And beyond, over the blue hills that rise southward of the river, the glittering Martians went to and fro, calmly and methodically spreading their poison cloud over this patch of country and then over that, laying it again with their steam jets when it had served its purpose, and taking possession of the conquered country.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVII. THE "THUNDER CHILD". 17 So much as they could see of the road Londonward between the houses to the right was a tumultuous stream of dirty, hurrying people, pent in between the villas on either side; the black heads, the crowded forms, grew into distinctness as they rushed towards the corner, hurried past, and merged their individuality again in a receding multitude that was swallowed up at last in a cloud of dust.
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