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Tell Tale Heart
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- You should have seen how wisely I proceeded-with what caution-with what foresight-with dissimulation I went to work!
- Every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it-oh, so gently! And then, when I had made an opening 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.
- -now, I say, there came to my ears a low, dull, quick sound, such as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I knew that sound well too. It was the beating of the old mans heart.
- In enthusiasm of my confidence, I brought chairs into the room, and desired them here to rest from their fatigues
- Upon the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door
- Upon the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door
- The old mans time had come!With a loud yell, I threw open the lantern and leaped into the room. He shrieked once-once only. In an instant I dragged him to the floor , and pulled the heavy bed over him
- "Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed!-tear up the planks!-here, here!-it is the beating of his hideous heart!"
- There entered three men, who introduced themselves, with perfect suavity, as officers of the police. A shriek had been heard by a neighbor during the night...
- No doubt I grew very pale; but I talked more fluently, and with a heightened voice. 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.
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