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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: it was really no more than a detailed confirmation of what my
uncle had written, excited me afresh; for I felt sure that I was
on the track of a very real, very secret, and very ancient religion
whose discovery would make me an anthropologist of note. My attitude
was still one of absolute materialism, as l wish it still were,
and I discounted with almost inexplicable perversity the coincidence
of the dream notes and odd cuttings collected by Professor Angell.
One thing I began to suspect, and which I now fear I know, is
that my uncle's death was far from natural. He fell on a narrow
hill street leading up from an ancient waterfront swarming with
foreign mongrels, after a careless push from a Negro sailor. I
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