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I turned the latch of his door and opened it-oh, so gently!
I undid it just so much that a single thin ray fell upon the vulture eye.
Upon the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door. A watch's minute hand moves more quickly than did mine. Never before had i felt the extent of my own powers- of my sagacity.
I had my head in, and was about to open the lantern, when my thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, and the old man sprang up in the bed, crying out- "Who's there?"
I then took three planks from the flooring of the chamber, and deposited all between the scantlings. I then replaced the boards so cleverly, so cunningly, that no human eye-not even his-could have detected anything wrong. There was nothing to was out-no stain of any kind-no blood-spot whatever. I had been to wary for that. A tb had caught all- ha! ha!
They heard!-they suspected!-they knew!-they were making a mockery of my horror!-this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die!-and now- again!-hark! louder! louder! louder!-"Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed!- tear up the planks!-here,here!-it is the beating of his hideous heart!"
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