The Tell-Tale Heart Comic Strip Activity - Nguyen, Vivienne

I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! He had the eye of a vulture --a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees --very gradually --I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.
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 wash out --no stain of any kind --no blood-spot whatever. I had been too wary for that.
"Of course, welcome! The shriek was mine in a dream. The old man living here is currently absent in the country."
"The neighbor reported hearing a shriek during the night. We're here to search the premises."
But, ere long, 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.
"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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