TRUE! nervous ,very, very dreadfully nervous I had beenand am; but why will you say that I am mad?
I loved theold man. He had never wronged me. He had never given meinsult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye!yes, it was this! One of his eyes resembled that of avulture,a pale blue eye, with a film over it.
it was my own in a dream.
Neighbours heard a shreak ,is everything okay?
I had my head in, and was about to open the lantern,when my thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, and the oldman sprang up in the bed, crying out, who’s there?
I CONFESS ,I DID IT !
I dragged him tothe floor, and pulled the heavy bed over him. The old man was dead.I dismembered the corpse. Icut off the head and the arms and the legs.I then took up three planks from the flooring of thechamber, and deposited all between the scantlings.
there came a knocking at the street door. I went downto open it ,there where three men, who introduced themselves as officers of the police.
No doubt I now grew very pale;—but I talked morefluently, and with a heightened voice. Then i started hearing his hert beat again ,but the noise kept increasing .They where going to hear it!
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