Тінь над Іннсмутом
Chapter 3
ThenIwouldloafnearthefirestationinapparentcasualness,andfallinwitholdZadokafterhehadstartedononeofhisfrequentrambles.Theyouthhadsaidthathewasveryrestless,seldomsittingaroundthestationformorethananhourortwoatatime.
Aquartbottleofwhiskeywaseasily,thoughnotcheaply,obtainedintherearofadingyvariety-storejustofftheSquareinEliotStreet.Thedirty-lookingfellowwhowaitedonmehadatouchofthestaring"Innsmouthlook",butwasquitecivilinhisway;beingperhapsusedtothecustomofsuchconvivialstrangers—truckmen,gold-buyers,andthelike—aswereoccasionallyintown.
ReenteringtheSquareIsawthatluckwaswithme;for—shufflingoutofPaineStreetaroundthecorneroftheGilmanHouse—Iglimpsednothinglessthanthetall,lean,tatteredformofoldZadokAllenhimself.Inaccordancewithmyplan,Iattractedhisattentionbybrandishingmynewly-purchasedbottle:andsoonrealisedthathehadbeguntoshufflewistfullyaftermeasIturnedintoWaiteStreetonmywaytothemostdesertedregionIcouldthinkof.
Iwassteeringmycoursebythemapthegroceryboyhadprepared,andwasaimingforthewhollyabandonedstretchofsouthernwaterfrontwhichIhadpreviouslyvisited.Theonlypeopleinsighttherehadbeenthefishermenonthedistantbreakwater;andbygoingafewsquaressouthIcouldgetbeyondtherangeofthese,findingapairofseatsonsomeabandonedwharfandbeingfreetoquestionoldZadokunobservedforanindefinitetime.
