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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: amidst his inhuman shrieks, curses and oaths of vengeance. In
his latest affliction the fellow seemed to have forgotten his
child, who was still missing as the night advanced. There was
some talk of searching the woods, but most of the family’s friends
were busy with the dead woman and the screaming man. Altogether,
the nervous strain upon West must have been tremendous. Thoughts
of the police and of the mad Italian both weighed heavily.
We
retired about eleven, but I did not sleep well. Bolton had a surprisingly
good police force for so small a town, and I could not help fearing
the mess which would ensue if the affair of the night before were
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