Война миров
Wreckage
Thesentenceendedabruptly. Irememberedmyinabilitytofixmymindthatmorning,scarcelyamonthgoneby,andhowIhadbrokenofftogetmyDailyChroniclefromthenewsboy. IrememberedhowIwentdowntothegardengateashecamealong,andhowIhadlistenedtohisoddstoryof"MenfromMars."
Icamedownandwentintothediningroom.Therewerethemuttonandthebread,bothfargonenowindecay,andabeerbottleoverturned,justasIandtheartillerymanhadleftthem. Myhomewasdesolate. IperceivedthefollyofthefainthopeIhadcherishedsolong. Andthenastrangethingoccurred. "Itisnouse,"saidavoice. "Thehouseisdeserted. Noonehasbeenherethesetendays. Donotstayheretotormentyourself. Nooneescapedbutyou."
Iwasstartled. HadIspokenmythoughtaloud? Iturned,andtheFrenchwindowwasopenbehindme. Imadeasteptoit,andstoodlookingout.
Andthere,amazedandafraid,evenasIstoodamazedandafraid,weremycousinandmywife—mywifewhiteandtearless. Shegaveafaintcry.
"Icame,"shesaid."Iknew—knew——"
Sheputherhandtoherthroat—swayed. Imadeastepforward,andcaughtherinmyarms.