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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: suspicion laid vaguely at his door; but was always able to silence
inquiry through fear or through use of that fund of old-time gold
which still, as in his grandfather's time, went forth regularly
and increasingly for cattle-buying. He was now tremendously mature
of aspect, and his height, having reached the normal adult limit,
seemed inclined to wax beyond that figure. In 1925, when a scholarly
correspondent from Miskatonic University called upon him one day
and departed pale and puzzled, he was fully six and three-quarters
feet tall.
Through all the years Wilbur had treated his half-deformed
albino mother with a growing contempt, finally forbidding her
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