Thursday 26th June 2014.
Gaa/C © Words 1011
Excerpt from Pt 7 —”Who knows sir, something might reveal itself.” Just as Mr Wells finished footsteps were heard and from the trees nearby Mr Marsh appeared.
It was too late for Mr Wells to invoke the invisibility cloak, so we played it out as normal as possible.
“Good afternoon Sir’s” Mr Marsh said, pausing his pace, “you strangers? well I haven’t seen you around.” he asked.
“Yes, we are just passing through, and stopped for a rest.” Mr Wells replied.
Mr Marsh was now walking around the machine, a look of puzzlement on his face, while I was dreading the question he might ask.
“This is some weird looking machine, what ..what.. is it, what does it do?” he enquired, “Certainly very impressive looking.”
Mr Wells thought for a moment before replying and then shocked me by saying, “it is a time machine, one can travel back and forth in time.” Mr Marsh just stared at him and then me then started laughing. “Ok guys I get it, mind my own business.” He started to walk away after a few yards he turned and said, “look! I don’t know what you two are up to, but I get the impression you mean no harm, and look as if a good meal would not go amiss. I live in a small house just the other side of the wood and I am inviting you to evening dinner.”
I looked at Mr Wells and then spoke, “We would love to, we have a few things to do first, then catch you later. Thank you Mr .. “
“I am Robert, Robert Marsh.” he quickly said before I could finish.
“Nice to meet you Robert, this is George Elliot, and I am Wells, HG. Call me HG if you would.” Mr Wells said and shook hands with Robert as I did after. Robert then turned and walked away and shouted back, “I must get back and let my wife know we will have guests. See you later.” he said waving his hand.
“Why did you agree to have dinner with them? a little too close to history changing.” Mr Wells asked abruptly.
“What harm can it do to have meal with them, we are not going to do anything to change history, that is not my intention. My thinking Mr Wells is, chat with them and hopefully we can learn something. This is better than I thought would happen, right amongst them instead of hiding in the corner.”
“As long as we do nothing other than chat and eat and learn. We just cannot afford to make mistakes of this magnitude no matter how small.”
“Okay, okay I get it Mr Wells, have a little faith, please.” I said getting slightly annoyed, even though Mr Wells is right. “Oh and why did you have to tell him that we have a time machine?”
“Did he believe us, no I do not think so.” spoken as a put down.
“Point taken.” I said and gave a small laugh to lighten the mood. We passed a few hours by giving the machine a clean and service, I doing as I was told.
As we neared the house shouting could be heard, some words were very clear. “I cannot do anything about it.” Was being shouted by Mrs Marsh. We then hesitated at the porch steps, gave each other a look of ‘should we go in?’ When the door swung open and an middle aged lady ran down the steps and disappeared in the wood. Not knowing what to do when Robert Marsh came out from another path from the woods.
“Oh good you have come, follow me and I’ll introduce you to my wife Carol.” he said smiling and led the way up the steps and into the house.
Sitting in a chair by the table Mrs Marsh had her head in her hands and was crying.
“My dearest what is the matter?” asked a very concerned Mr Marsh.
“Oh! Robert it is nothing really, just the baby playing up and me getting emotional. I’ll be alright in a moment.”
“We can leave it tonight if you are not up to it.” I suggested.
“No that is okay, I’ll be fine shortly. The stew is on the stove.”
“Only if you are sure ma’am.” Mr Wells said.
“Carol, this is HG,” pointing to MR Wells, “and this is George. The two I spoke of to you earlier.” We both shook her hand in turn in a friendly manner with greetings to match.
“Robert if you would like to settle our guests and get them a drink I’ll sort out dinner.” Mrs Marsh said wiping her face with her smock, and heading to the kitchen.
We did not inquire to Mrs Marsh’s mood but Mr Marsh spoke up, “Carol, as you see is heavily pregnant, and the baby is due any day, but she has had a rather upsetting past couple of months. She is often in tears, the baby is being very temperamental, as you have already seen she is very emotional.”
“It is sad but it does happen, just hope all is okay once the baby is born.” Mr Wells conversing.
“I am sure all will work out and be fine.” was all I could say, I was thinking of the spectre we saw.
The meal went well, enjoying a beef stew and home made bread, washed down with ale. Conversation was easy, and we learnt that Mr Marsh knew nothing of the spectre or the woman, but both were looking forward to the birth of their baby. By the time we left darkness was upon us, and we used lanterns the Marsh’s gave us, to find our way. As we walked back through the woods the same middle aged woman approached us, “Stay away from them they are none of your business.” and she was gone.
I looked at Mr Wells, “Doesn’t that just make one want to find out more?”
He nodded and we continued to the time machine.
Gaa/C© May 2nd 2014