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I cautiously opened the door. A watch's minute hand moves more quickly than did mine. I made my way to the mans room. I chuckled and perhaps he heard me for he moved on the bed suddenly. I had my head in and was about to open the lantern.
The old man is absent in the country
I made my way to the mans room. I chuckled and perhaps he heard me for he moved on the bed suddenly. I had my head in and was about to open the lantern. My thumb slipped upon the tin fastening .
the shriek was my own in a dream
A shriek had been heard by a neighbor
the old man sprang up in the bed and cried "who's there" I didn't move a muscle for an hour. after a while i heard his heart pounding. and I sprung onto him
i threw the heavy bed over him hearing the muffled sound of him struggling. then it stopped. the old man was dead. stone dead, no pulse. then i took the man under the planks in the house. there was no blood. Ha Ha!
Then i heard knocking at the door. I smiled for what had i NOW to fear? there entered three men..officers of the police. i took my visitors all over the house. i brought chairs and placed mine upon the very spot beneath the corpse of the victim.
my manner had convinced them and they were satisfied. i felt myself getting pale i talked with a heightened voice and a sound of a heart beating arose in the air. I felt i must scream or die! and now, again! louder! louder! louder! Villains! i shrieked dissemble no more! I admit the deed! tear up the planks!
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