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“ I searched again for traces of Weena , but there were none . It was plain that they had left her poor little body in the forest . I cannot describe how it relieved me to think that it had escaped the awful fate to which it seemed destined . As I thought of that , I was almost moved to begin a massacre of the helpless abominations about me , but I contained myself . The hillock , as I have said , was a kind of island in the forest . From its summit I could now make out through a haze of smoke the Palace of Green Porcelain , and from that I could get my bearings for the White Sphinx . And so , leaving the remnant of these damned souls still going hither and thither and moaning , as the day grew clearer , I tied some grass about my feet and limped on across smoking ashes and among black stems that still pulsated internally with fire , towards the hiding - place of the Time Machine . I walked slowly , for I was almost exhausted , as well as lame , and I felt the intensest wretchedness for the horrible death of little Weena . It seemed an overwhelming calamity . Now , in this old familiar room , it is more like the sorrow of a dream than an actual loss . But that morning it left me absolutely lonely again — terribly alone . I began to think of this house of mine , of this fireside , of some of you , and with such thoughts came a longing that was pain . “ But , as I walked over the smoking ashes under the bright morning sky , I made a discovery . In my trouser pocket were still some loose matches . The box must have leaked before it was lost . XIII . The Trap of the White Sphinx “ About eight or nine in the morning I came to the same seat of yellow metal from which I had viewed the world upon the evening of my arrival . I thought of my hasty conclusions upon that evening and could not refrain from laughing bitterly at my confidence . Here was the same beautiful scene , the same abundant foliage , the same splendid palaces and magnificent ruins , the same silver river running between its fertile banks . The gay robes of the beautiful people moved hither and thither among the trees . Some were bathing in exactly the place where I had saved Weena , and that suddenly gave me a keen stab of pain . And like blots upon the landscape rose the cupolas above the ways to the Underworld . I understood now what all the beauty of the Overworld people covered . Very pleasant was their day , as pleasant as the day of the cattle in the field . Like the cattle , they knew of no enemies and provided against no needs . And their end was the same .
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