I was able to convince the men that it was myself who had screamed because of a nightmare. We sat down and began to talk. Soon after the conversation started, a small thumping noise, rather like that of a heart began to fill my ears.
As we continued talking my voice rose, the beating heart was growing louder. The two men seemed to notice nothing of the sound. My head ached, the noise had overcome the talk of the police and all I could hear was the beating of the heart.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
Unable to listen to the wretched noise anymore, I leaped to my feet and pointed at the floorboards, "Villains!" I shrieked, "Dissemble no more! I admit the deed! - tear up the planks! here, here! -It is the beating of his hideous heart."