Luyện nghe bài hát Horsell Common And The Heat Ray

JOURNALIST: Next morning, a gathered on the Common,
by the unscrewing of the cylinder. Two feet of shining screw projected
when, suddenly, the lid off!
Two luminous disc-like eyes above the rim. A huge, rounded bulk, larger than
a bear, rose up slowly, like wet leather. Its lipless mouth quivered and slavered
- and snake-like tentacles writhed as the body heaved and pulsated.
A few young men crept to the pit. A tall funnel rose, then an invisible ray of heat
from man to man and there was a bright glare, as each was instantly turned to fire.
Every and bush became a mass of flames at the touch of this savage, unearthly
Ray.
People clawed their way off the Common, and I ran too. I I was being toyed with,
that when I was on the very verge of safety, this mysterious would leap after me
and strike me down. At last I Maybury Hill and in the dim coolness of my home
I wrote an account for my newspaper before I sank into a restless, sleep.
I awoke to alien sounds of hammering the pit, and hurried to the railway station to
buy the paper.
Around me, the routine of life - working, eating, sleeping - was continuing serenely
as it had for years.
On Horsell Common, the continued hammering and stirring,
sleepless, indefatigable, at work upon the machines were making. Now and
again a light, the beam of a warship's searchlight, swept the Common - and the Heat
Ray was ready to follow. In the afternoon, a of soldiers came through and
deployed along the edge of the Common, to a cordon.
That evening, there was a violent crash and I realized horror that my home was
now within range of the Martian's Heat Ray. At dawn, a falling star with a of green
mist landed with a like summer lightning.
was the second cylinder.