The Time Machine - International World History Project

The Time Machinedegree at least the reason of the fear of the little Upperworldpeople for the dark. I wondered vaguely what foulvillainy it might be that the Morlocks did under the newmoon. I felt pretty sure now that my second hypothesiswas all wrong. The Upper-world people might once havebeen the favoured aristocracy, and the Morlocks theirmechanical servants: but that had long since passed away.The two species that had resulted from the evolution ofman were sliding down towards, or had already arrived at,an altogether new relationship. The Eloi, like theCarolingian kings, had decayed to a mere beautiful futility.They still possessed the earth on sufferance: since theMorlocks, subterranean for innumerable generations, hadcome at last to find the daylit surface intolerable. And theMorlocks made their garments, I inferred, and maintainedthem in their habitual needs, perhaps through the survivalof an old habit of service. They did it as a standing horsepaws with his foot, or as a man enjoys killing animals insport: because ancient and departed necessities hadimpressed it on the organism. But, clearly, the old orderwas already in part reversed. The Nemesis of the delicateones was creeping on apace. Ages ago, thousands ofgenerations ago, man had thrust his brother man out ofthe ease and the sunshine. And now that brother was93 of 148