For a moment I heeded nothing of the heat, forgot the patent need of self-preservation.
It recovered its balance by a miracle, and, no longer heeding its steps and with the camera that fired the Heat-Ray now rigidly upheld, it reeled swiftly upon Shepperton.
But no one heeded that very much.
We had been incapable of co-operation—grim chance had taken no heed of that.
Over and through it all went the bats, heeding it not at all.
I retraced every step of our conversation from the moment when I had found him crouching beside me, heedless of my thirst, and pointing to the fire and smoke that streamed up from the ruins of Weybridge.