Serious Americans pronounce themselves beneficiaries of Wells' works, and I confess myself edified and thoroughly grateful.
Nevertheless, one smells chemicals in the next room when he reads most of Wells' prophecies.

The X-ray has moved that Englishman's mind more dangerously than moonlight touches the brain of the chanting witch.

One striking and typical story is The Food of the Gods.

It is not only a fine speculation, but a great parable.

The reader may prefer other tales.