THE TELL-TALE HEART
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- The Tell Tale of Heart by Nemawatti Budhu and Reeona Sami
- As i watch him, the thought of killing him roams my mind.
- The old man was dead. I removed the bed and examined the corpse. Yes, he was stone, stone dead. I placed my hand upon the heart and held it there many minutes. There was no pulsation. He was stone dead. His eve would trouble me no more.
- If still you think me mad, you will think so no longer when I describe the wise precautions I took for the concealment of the body. The night waned, and I worked hastily, but in silence. First of all I dismembered the corpse. I cut off the head and the arms and legs
- there came a knocking at the street door. I went down to open it with a light heart, for what had I now to fear? There, entered three men, who introduced themselves, with perfect suavity, as officers of the police.
- The officers were satisfied. My manner had convinced them. I was singularly at ease. They sat, and while I answered cheerily, they chatted of familiar things.
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