"He had the eye of a vulture --a pale blue eye, with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees --very gradually --I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever."
" And every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it --oh so gently! I put in a dark lantern, all closed, closed, that no light shone out, and then I thrust in my head."
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.