Yeah!! it´s like the monks whose have walled up their victims.
Nobody will find out!!
The monster, in terror, had fled the promises forever!!
... The blow was arrested by the hand of my wife!! I was so angry that I withdrew my arm from her grasp and buried the axe in her brain.
Gentleman, I delight to have allayed your suspicions. I wish you all health, and a little more courstesy. By the way this is a very well constructed house, these walls are solidy put together.
After that I set myself forthwith to the task of concealing the body. I was thinking in what can I do and I determined to wall it up in the cellar.
My next step was to look for the beast which had sbeen the cause of so much wretchedness. Passed the days and I didn´t find it, so I soundly and tranquilly slept.
I had walled the monster up within the tomb!
Upon the fourth day od the assassination, a party of the police came, very unexpectealy, into the house, and preceeded again to make rigorous investigation. They descended into the cellar, everything was great but I burned to say if but one word...
I rapped heavily, with a cane which I held in my hand, upon that very portion of the brick-work and a voice was heard behind the tomb!! It was like the sobbling of a child. So I fainted...
After that, a dozen stout arms were toiling at the wall and they found the course, already decayed and clottled with gore. And surprise next to her was the cat!!