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- “I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.”
- "Upon the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door. To think that there I was, opening the door, little by little, and he not even to dream of my secret deeds or thoughts."
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- It is the eye that vexes me, not the man.
- "So I opened it-you cannot imagine how stealthily, stealthily-until, at length, a single 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 in it.
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- Such a hideous eye!!
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- "The old man's hour had come!"
- NNOOOO!!
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- AAAAAAHH!!!
- "When I made an end to these labors, it was four o'clock-still dark as as midnight. As the bell sounded the hour, there came a knocking at the street door. I went down to open it with a light heart,-for what had I now to fear?"
- Just a little more cleanup, and then the deed is done.
- "My head ached, and I fancied a ring in my ears: but still they sat and still chatted... Yet the sound increased-and what could I do? It was a low, dull quick sound-much such a sound as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton... They heard!-they suspected!-they knew!-they were making a mockery of my horror!... I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die!-and now-again!-hark! louder! louder! louder!"
- Villains, 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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