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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: as merely "queer." Never mingling much with his kind, he had dropped
gradually from social visibility, and was now known only to a
small group of esthetes from other towns. Even the Providence
Art Club, anxious to preserve its conservatism, had found him
quite hopeless.
On the ocassion of the visit, ran the professor's
manuscript, the sculptor abruptly asked for the benefit of his
host's archeological knowledge in identifying the hieroglyphics
of the bas-relief. He spoke in a dreamy, stilted manner which
suggested pose and alienated sympathy; and my uncle showed some
sharpness in replying, for the conspicuous freshness of the tablet
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