"tale Tell hearts" Ashley story board.

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  •  The disease had sharpened my senses-not destroyed-not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in heaven and in Earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am i mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily- how, calmly I can tell you the whole story
  • And every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opening it sufficient for my head, I put in a dark lantern, all closed, closed, so that no light shone out, and then I thrust in my head. oh, you would have laughed to see how cunningly i thrust it in! I moved it slowly-very, very slowly, so that i might not disturb the old man's sleep.
  • When I had waited a long time, very patiently, without hearing him lie down, I resolved to open a little --a very, very little crevice in the lantern. So I opened it --you cannot imagine how stealthily, stealthily --until, at length a simple dim ray, like the thread of the spider, shot from out the crevice and fell full upon the vulture eye. It was open --wide, wide open --and I grew furious as I gazed upon it. I saw it with perfect distinctness --all a dull blue, with a hideous veil over it that chilled the very marrow in my bones.
  •  I then smiled gaily, to find the deed so far done. But, for many minutes, the heart beat on with a muffled sound. This, however, did not vex me; it would not be heard through the wall. At length it ceased. The old man was dead. I removed the bed and examined the corpse. Yes, he was stone, stone dead. I placed my hand upon the heart and held it there many minutes. There was no pulsation.  His eye would trouble me no more.
  •  I felt myself getting pale and wished them gone. My head ached, and I fancied a ringing in my ears: but still they sat and still chatted. The ringing became more distinct: --It continued and became more distinct: I talked more freely to get rid of the feeling: but it continued and gained definiteness --until, at length, I found that the noise was not within my ears.
  • *thump thump*
  • 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! 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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