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Section 8 of 17
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VIII. Explanation
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Chapter 8 — VIII. Explanation
Central question
What are the Eloi and Morlocks really?
Main argument
The Traveller theorizes that the surface-dwelling Eloi are descendants of the leisure classes and the underground...
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The Time Machine
Section 8 of 17
Chapter 8 — VIII. Explanation
Central question
What are the Eloi and Morlocks really?
Main argument
The Traveller theorizes that the surface-dwelling Eloi are descendants of the leisure classes and the underground Morlocks descendants of laborers. The social order of industrial capitalism has inverted itself over geological time. Wells turns class division into evolutionary allegory.
Key ideas
Social class can harden into biological difference.
Labor and ownership have separated into species-like forms.
The subterranean world is the hidden underside of the surface one.
Key takeaway
The future is an evolved version of modern class division.
of the Morlocks—
that ,
by the bye ,
was the name by which these
creatures were called —
I could imagine that the modification of the
human type was even far more profound than among the ‘Eloi,’
the
beautiful race that I already knew .
“
Then came troublesome doubts .
Why had the Morlocks
taken my Time
Machine ?
For I felt sure it was they who had taken it .
Why ,
too ,
if the
Eloi
were masters ,
could they not restore the machine to me ?
And why
were they so terribly afraid of the dark ?
I proceeded ,
as I have said ,
to question Weena
about this Underworld,
but here again I was
disappointed .
At first she would not understand my questions ,
and
presently she refused to answer them .
She shivered as though the topic
was unendurable .
And when I pressed her ,
perhaps a little harshly ,
she
burst into tears .
They were the only tears ,
except my own ,
I ever saw
in that Golden Age .
When I saw them I ceased abruptly to trouble about
the Morlocks,
and was only concerned in banishing these signs of her
human inheritance from Weena’s
eyes .
And very soon she was smiling and
clapping her hands ,
while I solemnly burnt a match .
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