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He
seemed
to
regard
the
circumstance
as
one
of
great
significance
,
and
told
the
loungers
at
Osborn
's
that
he
thought
his
time
had
almost
come
.
'
They
whistle
jest
in
tune
with
my
breathin
'
naow
,
'
he
said
,
'
an
'
I
guess
they
're
gittin
'
ready
to
ketch
my
soul
.
They
know
it
's
a-goin
'
aout
,
an
'
du
n't
calc
'
late
to
miss
it
.
Yew
'll
know
,
boys
,
arter
I
'm
gone
,
whether
they
git
me
er
not
.
Ef
they
dew
,
they
'll
keep
up
a-singin
'
an
'
laffin
'
till
break
o
'
day
.
Ef
they
du
n't
they
'll
kinder
quiet
daown
like
.
I
expeck
them
an
'
the
souls
they
hunts
fer
hev
some
pretty
tough
tussles
sometimes
.
'
On
Lammas
Night
,
1924
,
DrHoughton
of
Aylesbury
was
hastily
summoned
by
Wilbur
Whateley
,
who
had
lashed
his
one
remaining
horse
through
the
darkness
and
telephoned
from
Osborn
's
in
the
village
.
He
found
Old
Whateley
in
a
very
grave
state
,
with
a
cardiac
action
and
stertorous
breathing
that
told
of
an
end
not
far
off
.
The
shapeless
albino
daughter
and
oddly
bearded
grandson
stood
by
the
bedside
,
whilst
from
the
vacant
abyss
overhead
there
came
a
disquieting
suggestion
of
rhythmical
surging
or
lapping
,
as
of
the
waves
on
some
level
beach
.
The
doctor
,
though
,
was
chiefly
disturbed
by
the
chattering
night
birds
outside
;
a
seemingly
limitless
legion
of
whippoorwills
that
cried
their
endless
message
in
repetitions
timed
diabolically
to
the
wheezing
gasps
of
the
dying
man
.
It
was
uncanny
and
unnatural
--
too
much
,
thought
Dr
Houghton
,
like
the
whole
of
the
region
he
had
entered
so
reluctantly
in
response
to
the
urgent
call
.
Towards
one
o'clock
Old
Whateley
gained
consciousness
,
and
interrupted
his
wheezing
to
choke
out
a
few
words
to
his
grandson
.
'
More
space
,
Willy
,
more
space
soon
.
Yew
grows
--
an
'
that
grows
faster
.
It
'll
be
ready
to
serve
ye
soon
,
boy
.
Open
up
the
gates
to
Yog
--
Sothoth
with
the
long
chant
that
ye
'll
find
on
page
751
of
the
complete
edition
,
an
'
then
put
a
match
to
the
prison
.
Fire
from
airth
ca
n't
burn
it
nohaow
.
'
He
was
obviously
quite
mad
.
After
a
pause
,
during
which
the
flock
of
whippoorwills
outside
adjusted
their
cries
to
the
altered
tempo
while
some
indications
of
the
strange
hill
noises
came
from
afar
off
,
he
added
another
sentence
or
two
.
'
Feed
it
reg
'
lar
,
Willy
,
an
'
mind
the
quantity
;
but
du
n't
let
it
grow
too
fast
fer
the
place
,
fer
ef
it
busts
quarters
or
gits
aout
afore
ye
opens
to
Yog
--
Sothoth
,
it
's
all
over
an
'
no
use
.
Only
them
from
beyont
kin
make
it
multiply
an
'
work
...
Only
them
,
the
old
uns
as
wants
to
come
back
...
'
But
speech
gave
place
to
gasps
again
,
and
Lavinia
screamed
at
the
way
the
whippoorwills
followed
the
change
.
It
was
the
same
for
more
than
an
hour
,
when
the
final
throaty
rattle
came
.
Dr
Houghton
drew
shrunken
lids
over
the
glazing
grey
eyes
as
the
tumult
of
birds
faded
imperceptibly
to
silence
.
Lavinia
sobbed
,
but
Wilbur
only
chuckled
whilst
the
hill
noises
rumbled
faintly
.
'
They
did
n't
git
him
,
'
he
muttered
in
his
heavy
bass
voice
.
Wilbur
was
by
this
time
a
scholar
of
really
tremendous
erudition
in
his
one-sided
way
,
and
was
quietly
known
by
correspondence
to
many
librarians
in
distant
places
where
rare
and
forbidden
books
of
old
days
are
kept
.
He
was
more
and
more
hated
and
dreaded
around
Dunwich
because
of
certain
youthful
disappearances
which
suspicion
laid
vaguely
at
his
door
;
but
was
always
able
to
silence
inquiry
through
fear
or
through
use
of
that
fund
of
old-time
gold
which
still
,
as
in
his
grandfather
's
time
,
went
forth
regularly
and
increasingly
for
cattle-buying
.
He
was
now
tremendously
mature
of
aspect
,
and
his
height
,
having
reached
the
normal
adult
limit
,
seemed
inclined
to
wax
beyond
that
figure
.
In
1925
,
when
a
scholarly
correspondent
from
Miskatonic
University
called
upon
him
one
day
and
departed
pale
and
puzzled
,
he
was
fully
six
and
three-quarters
feet
tall
.
