In other news, my visit to the Arkham public library was disappointing. The books were damnably mundane, more popular reading and little scholarly material. Of course, the tomes that locals speak of in hushed voices would likely be in the vaults of Miskatonic, assuming they even exist. I suppose I will have to ask for an escort. I am – finally – meeting Mayor Waite tomorrow, and I intend to express my extreme dissatisfaction with this madman they sent me. I expect the mayor will be embarrassed, at the least, and may want to make amends.