Chapter 20
Quarrel in the dark, Martians in the pit
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1 The narrator and the curate dash stooped across the kitchen toward the dark scullery
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3 Back at the triangular gap, the narrator sees the crews of three fighting-machines in camp
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4 A steel tentacle lowers a dazzling new bar of white aluminium onto a growing stack
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5 At dusk, a crouching fighting-machine raises a struggling black shape against the stars
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6 In a flash of green firelight, a stout, ruddy gentleman hangs in a Martian's tentacle
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7 Through the gap, the narrator's wide wet eyes catch the green glare as the hooting rises
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8 Alone in the dark scullery, the narrator forces his fear down into cold resolve
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9 On the third day the narrator has watched the Martians feed.
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10 On a still, moonlit night, the narrator presses his face to the gap and holds his breath
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