The Tripod’s action, of smashing the raft instead, astonished as well as frightened me. I went deep under and took a mouthful of river water before I fully realized what was happening. When I surfaced, I looked up and saw that the Tripod, silent again, was rocking away on its previous course to t...
In between there had been so many things to do and to prepare, plans to be made, equipment to be fashioned, actions to be rehearsed again and again. Contacts had to be made, also, with those who had gone out to form centers of resistance in the region of the other two Cities. Things would have be...
Our alliance had isolated me from other boys of roughly my age in and around the village. I suppose it would have been possible to overcome this—Joe Beith, the carpenter’s son, made overtures of friendship, for one—but in the mood I was in I preferred to be alone. I used to go down to the den and...
You couldn’t be sure if they were Tripping or just staying away because things were in a mess. Very little work got done, anyway. In assembly the Head Man gave us a warning about people who might try to Cap us. It seemed Uncle Ian wasn’t the only one around carrying rubber helmets. We were to rep...