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171
"
Folks
aoutside
hev
their
stories
abaout
us
--
s
'
pose
you
've
heerd
a
plenty
on
'em
,
seein
'
what
questions
ye
ast
--
stories
abaout
things
they
've
seed
naow
an
'
then
,
an
'
abaout
that
queer
joolry
as
still
comes
in
from
somewhars
an
'
ai
n't
quite
all
melted
up
--
but
nothin
'
never
gits
def
'n
ite
.
Nobody
'll
believe
nothin
'
.
They
call
them
gold-like
things
pirate
loot
,
an
'
allaow
the
Innsmouth
folks
hez
furren
blood
or
is
distempered
or
somethin'
.
Beside
,
them
that
lives
here
shoo
off
as
many
strangers
as
they
kin
,
an
'
encourage
the
rest
not
to
git
very
cur
'
ous
,
specially
raound
night
time
.
Beasts
balk
at
the
critters
--
hosses
wuss
'n
mules
--
but
when
they
got
autos
that
was
all
right
.
172
"
In
'
forty-six
Cap'n
Obed
took
a
second
wife
that
nobody
in
the
taown
never
see
--
some
says
he
did
n't
want
to
,
but
was
made
to
by
them
as
he
'd
called
in-had
three
children
by
her
--
two
as
disappeared
young
,
but
one
gal
as
looked
like
anybody
else
an
'
was
eddicated
in
Europe
.
Obed
finally
got
her
married
off
by
a
trick
to
an
Arkham
feller
as
did
n't
suspect
nothin
'
.
But
nobody
aoutside
'll
hav
nothin
'
to
do
with
Innsmouth
folks
naow
.
173
Barnabas
Marsh
that
runs
the
refin
'
ry
now
is
Obed
's
grandson
by
his
fust
wife
--
son
of
Onesiphorus
,
his
eldest
son
,
but
his
mother
was
another
o
'
them
as
wa
'n'
t
never
seen
aoutdoors
.
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174
"
Right
naow
Barnabas
is
abaout
changed
.
Ca
n't
shet
his
eyes
no
more
,
an
'
is
all
aout
o
'
shape
.
They
say
he
still
wears
clothes
,
but
he
'll
take
to
the
water
soon
.
Mebbe
he
's
tried
it
already
--
they
do
sometimes
go
daown
for
little
spells
afore
they
go
daown
for
good
.
Ai
n't
ben
seed
abaout
in
public
fer
nigh
on
ten
year
'
.
Du
n't
know
haow
his
poor
wife
kin
feel
--
she
come
from
Ipiwich
,
an
'
they
nigh
lynched
Barnabas
when
he
courted
her
fifty
odd
year
'
ago
.
Obed
he
died
in
'
seventy-eight
an
'
all
the
next
gen
'
ration
is
gone
naow
--
the
fust
wife
's
children
dead
,
and
the
rest
...
God
knows
...
"
175
The
sound
of
the
incoming
tide
was
now
very
insistent
,
and
little
by
little
it
seemed
to
change
the
old
man
's
mood
from
maudlin
tearfulness
to
watchful
fear
.
He
would
pause
now
and
then
to
renew
those
nervous
glances
over
his
shoulder
or
out
toward
the
reef
,
and
despite
the
wild
absurdity
of
his
tale
,
I
could
not
help
beginning
to
share
his
apprehensiveness
.
Zadok
now
grew
shriller
,
seemed
to
be
trying
to
whip
up
his
courage
with
louder
speech
.
176
"
Hey
,
yew
,
why
du
n't
ye
say
somethin'
?
Haow
'd
ye
like
to
be
livin
'
in
a
taown
like
this
,
with
everything
a-rottin
'
an
'
dyin
'
,
an
'
boarded-up
monsters
crawlin
'
an
'
bleatin
'
an
'
barkin
'
an
'
hoppin
'
araoun
'
black
cellars
an
'
attics
every
way
ye
turn
?
Hey
?
Haow
'd
ye
like
to
hear
the
haowlin
'
night
arter
night
from
the
churches
an
'
Order
o
'
Dagon
Hall
,
an
'
know
what
's
doin
'
part
o
'
the
haowlin
'
?
Haow
'd
ye
like
to
hear
what
comes
from
that
awful
reef
every
May
--
Eve
an
'
Hallowmass
?
Hey
?
Think
the
old
man
's
crazy
,
eh
?
Wal
,
Sir
,
let
me
tell
ye
that
ai
n't
the
wust
!
"
177
Zadok
was
really
screaming
now
,
and
the
mad
frenzy
of
his
voice
disturbed
me
more
than
I
care
to
own
.
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178
"
Curse
ye
,
du
n't
set
thar
a
's
tarin
'
at
me
with
them
eyes
--
I
tell
Obed
Marsh
he
's
in
hell
,
an
,
hez
got
to
stay
thar
!
Heh
,
heh
...
in
hell
,
I
says
!
Ca
n't
git
me
--
I
hai
n't
done
nothin
'
nor
told
nobody
nothin
'
--
179
"
Oh
,
you
,
young
feller
?
Wal
,
even
ef
I
hai
n't
told
nobody
nothin
'
yet
,
I
'm
a
'
goin
'
to
naow
!
Yew
jest
set
still
an
'
listen
to
me
,
boy
--
this
is
what
I
ai
n't
never
told
nobody
...
I
says
I
did
n't
get
to
do
pryin
'
arter
that
night
--
but
I
faound
things
about
jest
the
same
!
"
180
"
Yew
want
to
know
what
the
reel
horror
is
,
hey
?
Wal
,
it
's
this
--
it
ai
n't
what
them
fish
devils
hez
done
,
but
what
they
're
a-goin
'
to
do
!
They
're
a-bringin
'
things
up
aout
o
'
whar
they
come
from
into
the
taown
--
been
doin
'
it
fer
years
,
an
'
slackenin
'
up
lately
.