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Read this excerpt frorm The Time Machine. Then complete the sentences that follow.
(The Psychologistj was in the midst of his expositlon when the door frorm the corridor opened slowly and without nolse. I was facing the door,
and saw it first. "Hallol I sald. "At last" And the door opened wider, and the Time Traveller stood before us. I gave a cry of surprise. "Good
heavensl man, what's the matter?" cried the Medlcal Man, who saw him next. And the whole tableful turned towards the door.
He was in an amazing plight. His coat was dusty arnd dirty, and smeared with green down the sleeves; his halr disordered, and as it seemed to
me greyer-elther with dust and dirt or because Its colour had actually faded. His face was ghastly pale; his chin had a brown cut on It-a cut
half healed; his expression was haggard and drawn, as by Intense suffering, For a moment he hesitated In the doorway, as if he had been
dazzled by the light. Then he came Into the room. He walked with just such a limp as I have seen In footsore tramps. We stared at him in silence,
expecting him to speak.
He sald not a word, but carne painfully to the table, and rmade a motion towards the wine. The Editor flled a glass of charnpagne, and pushed It
towards him. He dralned It, and It seemed to do him good: for he looked round the table, and the ghost of hs old smile flckered across his face.
"What on earth have you been up to, man?" sald the Doctor. The Time Traveller did not seen to hear. "Don't let me disturb you," he sald, with a
certain faltering articulation. "Im all right." He stopped, held out his glass for more, and took It off at a draught. "That's good," he sald. His eyes
grew brighter, and a falnt colour carme into his cheeks. His glance flickered over our faces with a certaln dull approval, and then went round the
warm and comfortable room. Then he spoke again, still as It were feeling his way among his words. "I'm golng to wash and dress, and then IU
come down and explaln things .. Save me sorme of that mutton. I'm starving for a bit of meat:'
The description of the Time Traveller's physical appearance most lIlkely suggests that he
