{"id":40,"date":"2018-08-15T10:16:54","date_gmt":"2018-08-15T10:16:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/themes.wpbox.net\/written\/?p=40"},"modified":"2023-10-10T10:25:49","modified_gmt":"2023-10-10T10:25:49","slug":"gallery-post-down-the-hill-i-saw-a-bevy-of-hussars-ride-under-the-railway-bridge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.themnific.com\/onverse\/gallery-post-down-the-hill-i-saw-a-bevy-of-hussars-ride-under-the-railway-bridge\/","title":{"rendered":"Gallery Post: Down the hill"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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I and my wife stood amazed. Then I realised that the crest of Maybury Hill must be within range of the Martians’ Heat-Ray now that the college was cleared out of the way. At that I gripped my wife’s arm, and without ceremony ran her out into the road. Then I fetched out the servant, telling her I would go upstairs myself for the box she was clamouring <\/a>for.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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We can’t possibly stay here, I said; and as I spoke the firing reopened for a moment upon the common. “But where are we to go?” said my wife in terror. I thought perplexed. Then I remembered her cousins at Leatherhead<\/strong>.
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Leatherhead! I shouted above the sudden noise. She looked away from me downhill. The people were coming out of their houses, astonished. “How are we to get to Leatherhead?” she said.
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and I started off at once for the Spotted Dog, for I knew the landlord had a horse and dog cart. I ran, for I perceived that in a moment everyone upon this side of the hill would be moving. I found him in his bar, quite unaware of what was going on behind his house. A man stood with his back to me, talking to him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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