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I
was
glad
to
get
out
of
that
bus
,
and
at
once
proceeded
to
check
my
valise
in
the
shabby
hotel
lobby
.
There
was
only
one
person
in
sight
--
an
elderly
man
without
what
I
had
come
to
call
the
"
Innsmouth
look
"
--
and
I
decided
not
to
ask
him
any
of
the
questions
which
bothered
me
;
remembering
that
odd
things
had
been
noticed
in
this
hotel
.
Instead
,
I
strolled
out
on
the
square
,
from
which
the
bus
had
already
gone
,
and
studied
the
scene
minutely
and
appraisingly
.
One
side
of
the
cobblestoned
open
space
was
the
straight
line
of
the
river
;
the
other
was
a
semicircle
of
slant-roofed
brick
buildings
of
about
the
1800
period
,
from
which
several
streets
radiated
away
to
the
southeast
,
south
,
and
southwest
.
Lamps
were
depressingly
few
and
small
--
all
low-powered
incandescents
--
and
I
was
glad
that
my
plans
called
for
departure
before
dark
,
even
though
I
knew
the
moon
would
be
bright
.
The
buildings
were
all
in
fair
condition
,
and
included
perhaps
a
dozen
shops
in
current
operation
;
of
which
one
was
a
grocery
of
the
First
National
chain
,
others
a
dismal
restaurant
,
a
drug
store
,
and
a
wholesale
fish-dealer
's
office
,
and
still
another
,
at
the
eastward
extremity
of
the
square
near
the
river
an
office
of
the
town
's
only
industry
--
the
Marsh
Refining
Company
.
There
were
perhaps
ten
people
visible
,
and
four
or
five
automobiles
and
motor
trucks
stood
scattered
about
.
I
did
not
need
to
be
told
that
this
was
the
civic
centre
of
Innsmouth
.
Eastward
I
could
catch
blue
glimpses
of
the
harbour
,
against
which
rose
the
decaying
remains
of
three
once
beautiful
Georgian
steeples
.
And
toward
the
shore
on
the
opposite
bank
of
the
river
I
saw
the
white
belfry
surmounting
what
I
took
to
be
the
Marsh
refinery
.
For
some
reason
or
other
I
chose
to
make
my
first
inquiries
at
the
chain
grocery
,
whose
personnel
was
not
likely
to
be
native
to
Innsmouth
.
I
found
a
solitary
boy
of
about
seventeen
in
charge
,
and
was
pleased
to
note
the
brightness
and
affability
which
promised
cheerful
information
.
He
seemed
exceptionally
eager
to
talk
,
and
I
soon
gathered
that
he
did
not
like
the
place
,
its
fishy
smell
,
or
its
furtive
people
.
A
word
with
any
outsider
was
a
relief
to
him
.
He
hailed
from
Arkham
,
boarded
with
a
family
who
came
from
Ipswich
,
and
went
back
whenever
he
got
a
moment
off
.
His
family
did
not
like
him
to
work
in
Innsmouth
,
but
the
chain
had
transferred
him
there
and
he
did
not
wish
to
give
up
his
job
.
There
was
,
he
said
,
no
public
library
or
chamber
of
commerce
in
Innsmouth
,
but
I
could
probably
find
my
way
about
.
The
street
I
had
come
down
was
Federal
.
West
of
that
were
the
fine
old
residence
streets
--
Broad
,
Washington
,
Lafayette
,
and
Adams
--
and
east
of
it
were
the
shoreward
slums
.
It
was
in
these
slums
--
along
Main
Street
--
that
I
would
find
the
old
Georgian
churches
,
but
they
were
all
long
abandoned
.
It
would
be
well
not
to
make
oneself
too
conspicuous
in
such
neighbourhoods
--
especially
north
of
the
river
since
the
people
were
sullen
and
hostile
.
Some
strangers
had
even
disappeared
.
Certain
spots
were
almost
forbidden
territory
,
as
he
had
learned
at
considerable
cost
.
One
must
not
,
for
example
,
linger
much
around
the
Marsh
refinery
,
or
around
any
of
the
still
used
churches
,
or
around
the
pillared
Order
of
Dagon
Hall
at
New
Church
Green
.
Those
churches
were
very
odd
--
all
violently
disavowed
by
their
respective
denominations
elsewhere
,
and
apparently
using
the
queerest
kind
of
ceremonials
and
clerical
vestments
.
Their
creeds
were
heterodox
and
mysterious
,
involving
hints
of
certain
marvelous
transformations
leading
to
bodily
immorality
--
of
a
sort
--
on
this
earth
.
The
youth
's
own
pastor
--
Dr.
Wallace
of
Asbury
M.
E.
Church
in
Arkham
--
had
gravely
urged
him
not
to
join
any
church
in
Innsmouth
.
As
for
the
Innsmouth
people
--
the
youth
hardly
knew
what
to
make
of
them
.
They
were
as
furtive
and
seldom
seen
as
animals
that
live
in
burrows
,
and
one
could
hardly
imagine
how
they
passed
the
time
apart
from
their
desultory
fishing
.
Perhaps
--
judging
from
the
quantities
of
bootleg
liquor
they
consumed
--
they
lay
for
most
of
the
daylight
hours
in
an
alcoholic
stupor
.
They
seemed
sullenly
banded
together
in
some
sort
of
fellowship
and
understanding
--
despising
the
world
as
if
they
had
access
to
other
and
preferable
spheres
of
entity
.
Their
appearance
--
especially
those
staring
,
unwinking
eyes
which
one
never
saw
shut
--
was
certainly
shocking
enough
;
and
their
voices
were
disgusting
.
It
was
awful
to
hear
them
chanting
in
their
churches
at
night
,
and
especially
during
their
main
festivals
or
revivals
,
which
fell
twice
a
year
on
April
30th
and
October
31st
.
They
were
very
fond
of
the
water
,
and
swam
a
great
deal
in
both
river
and
harbour
.
Swimming
races
out
to
Devil
Reef
were
very
common
,
and
everyone
in
sight
seemed
well
able
to
share
in
this
arduous
sport
.
When
one
came
to
think
of
it
,
it
was
generally
only
rather
young
people
who
were
seen
about
in
public
,
and
of
these
the
oldest
were
apt
to
be
the
most
tainted-looking
.
When
exceptions
did
occur
,
they
were
mostly
persons
with
no
trace
of
aberrancy
,
like
the
old
clerk
at
the
hotel
.
One
wondered
what
became
of
the
bulk
of
the
older
folk
,
and
whether
the
"
Innsmouth
look
"
were
not
a
strange
and
insidious
disease-phenomenon
which
increased
its
hold
as
years
advanced
.
Only
a
very
rare
affliction
,
of
course
,
could
bring
about
such
vast
and
radical
anatomical
changes
in
a
single
individual
after
maturity
--
changes
invoking
osseous
factors
as
basic
as
the
shape
of
the
skull
--
but
then
,
even
this
aspect
was
no
more
baffling
and
unheard-of
than
the
visible
features
of
the
malady
as
a
whole
.
It
would
be
hard
,
the
youth
implied
,
to
form
any
real
conclusions
regarding
such
a
matter
;
since
one
never
came
to
know
the
natives
personally
no
matter
how
long
one
might
live
in
Innsmouth
.
