1 Her eyes met my brother's, and her hesitation ended.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 2 Two large dark-coloured eyes were regarding me steadfastly.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: IV. THE CYLINDER OPENS. 3 The horses' bits were covered with foam, their eyes bloodshot.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 4 One man in evening dress passed them on foot, his eyes on the ground.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 5 His eyes flamed, and he pointed a lean finger in the direction of Weybridge.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XIII. HOW I FELL IN WITH THE CURATE. 6 In another moment a bend in the road hid the three men from my brother's eyes.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 7 There was a mouth under the eyes, the lipless brim of which quivered and panted, and dropped saliva.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: IV. THE CYLINDER OPENS. 8 I remember how I sat on the table there in the blackness, with patches of green and crimson swimming before my eyes.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: I. THE EVE OF THE WAR. 9 He listened at first, but as I went on the interest dawning in his eyes gave place to their former stare, and his regard wandered from me.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XIII. HOW I FELL IN WITH THE CURATE. 10 I half turned, keeping my eyes fixed upon the cylinder still, from which other tentacles were now projecting, and began pushing my way back from the edge of the pit.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: IV. THE CYLINDER OPENS. 11 His face was a fair weakness, his chin retreated, and his hair lay in crisp, almost flaxen curls on his low forehead; his eyes were rather large, pale blue, and blankly staring.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XIII. HOW I FELL IN WITH THE CURATE. 12 When for a moment I raised my head to take breath and throw the hair and water from my eyes, the steam was rising in a whirling white fog that at first hid the Martians altogether.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XII. WHAT I SAW OF THE DESTRUCTION OF WEYBRIDGE AND SHEPPERTON. 13 He heard the clatter of hoofs, the whip stung across his face, a third antagonist struck him between the eyes, and the man he held wrenched himself free and made off down the lane in the direction from which he had come.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 14 He saw Miss Elphinstone covering her eyes, and a little child, with all a child's want of sympathetic imagination, staring with dilated eyes at a dusty something that lay black and still, ground and crushed under the rolling wheels.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 15 Yet across the gulf of space, minds that are to our minds as ours are to those of the beasts that perish, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: I. THE EVE OF THE WAR. 16 Then my brother's attention was distracted by a bearded, eagle-faced man lugging a small handbag, which split even as my brother's eyes rested on it and disgorged a mass of sovereigns that seemed to break up into separate coins as it struck the ground.
The War of the Worlds By H. G. WellsContextHighlight In BOOK 1: XVI. THE EXODUS FROM LONDON. 17 Some of the people who crowded in the carts whipped stupidly at their horses and quarrelled with other drivers; some sat motionless, staring at nothing with miserable eyes; some gnawed their hands with thirst, or lay prostrate in the bottoms of their conveyances.
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