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As
the
men
passed
the
site
of
Wilbur
Whateley
's
abode
they
shuddered
visibly
,
and
seemed
again
to
mix
hesitancy
with
their
zeal
.
It
was
no
joke
tracking
down
something
as
big
as
a
house
that
one
could
not
see
,
but
that
had
all
the
vicious
malevolence
of
a
daemon
.
Opposite
the
base
of
Sentinel
Hill
the
tracks
left
the
road
,
and
there
was
a
fresh
bending
and
matting
visible
along
the
broad
swath
marking
the
monster
's
former
route
to
and
from
the
summit
.
Armitage
produced
a
pocket
telescope
of
considerable
power
and
scanned
the
steep
green
side
of
the
hill
.
Then
he
handed
the
instrument
to
Morgan
,
whose
sight
was
keener
.
After
a
moment
of
gazing
Morgan
cried
out
sharply
,
passing
the
glass
to
Earl
Sawyer
and
indicating
a
certain
spot
on
the
slope
with
his
finger
.
Sawyer
,
as
clumsy
as
most
non-users
of
optical
devices
are
,
fumbled
a
while
;
but
eventually
focused
the
lenses
with
Armitage
's
aid
.
When
he
did
so
his
cry
was
less
restrained
than
Morgan
's
had
been
.
'
Gawd
almighty
,
the
grass
an
'
bushes
is
a
'm
ovin
'
!
It
's
a-goin
'
up
--
slow-like
--
creepin
'
--
up
ter
the
top
this
minute
,
heaven
only
knows
what
fur
!
'
Then
the
germ
of
panic
seemed
to
spread
among
the
seekers
.
It
was
one
thing
to
chase
the
nameless
entity
,
but
quite
another
to
find
it
Spells
might
be
all
right
--
but
suppose
they
were
n't
?
Voices
began
questioning
Armitage
about
what
he
knew
of
the
thing
,
and
no
reply
seemed
quite
to
satisfy
.
Everyone
seemed
to
feel
himself
in
close
proximity
to
phases
of
Nature
and
of
being
utterly
forbidden
and
wholly
outside
the
sane
experience
of
mankind
.
In
the
end
the
three
men
from
Arkham
--
old
,
white-bearded
Dr
Armitage
,
stocky
,
iron-grey
Professor
Rice
,
and
lean
,
youngish
Dr
Morgan
,
ascended
the
mountain
alone
.
After
much
patient
instruction
regarding
its
focusing
and
use
,
they
left
the
telescope
with
the
frightened
group
that
remained
in
the
road
;
and
as
they
climbed
they
were
watched
closely
by
those
among
whom
the
glass
was
passed
round
.
It
was
hard
going
,
and
Armitage
had
to
be
helped
more
than
once
.
High
above
the
toiling
group
the
great
swath
trembled
as
its
hellish
maker
repassed
with
snail-like
deliberateness
.
Then
it
was
obvious
that
the
pursuers
were
gaining
.
Curtis
Whateley
--
of
the
undecayed
branch
--
was
holding
the
telescope
when
the
Arkham
party
detoured
radically
from
the
swath
.
He
told
the
crowd
that
the
men
were
evidently
trying
to
get
to
a
subordinate
peak
which
overlooked
the
swath
at
a
point
considerably
ahead
of
where
the
shrubbery
was
now
bending
.
This
,
indeed
,
proved
to
be
true
;
and
the
party
were
seen
to
gain
the
minor
elevation
only
a
short
time
after
the
invisible
blasphemy
had
passed
it
.
Then
Wesley
Corey
,
who
had
taken
the
glass
,
cried
out
that
Armitage
was
adjusting
the
sprayer
which
Rice
held
,
and
that
something
must
be
about
to
happen
.
The
crowd
stirred
uneasily
,
recalling
that
his
sprayer
was
expected
to
give
the
unseen
horror
a
moment
of
visibility
.
Two
or
three
men
shut
their
eyes
,
but
Curtis
Whateley
snatched
back
the
telescope
and
strained
his
vision
to
the
utmost
.
He
saw
that
Rice
,
from
the
party
's
point
of
advantage
above
and
behind
the
entity
,
had
an
excellent
chance
of
spreading
the
potent
powder
with
marvellous
effect
.
Those
without
the
telescope
saw
only
an
instant
's
flash
of
grey
cloud
--
a
cloud
about
the
size
of
a
moderately
large
building
--
near
the
top
of
the
mountain
.
Curtis
,
who
held
the
instrument
,
dropped
it
with
a
piercing
shriek
into
the
ankle-deep
mud
of
the
road
.
He
reeled
,
and
would
have
crumbled
to
the
ground
had
not
two
or
three
others
seized
and
steadied
him
.
All
he
could
do
was
moan
half-inaudibly
.
