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Updated: 10/23/2020
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  • I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye! yes, it was this! 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
  • I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. And every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it --oh so gently! And then, when I had made an opening sufficient for my head, I put in a dark lantern,
  • Why would they not be gone I paced the floor to and from with heavy strides as if excited to fury by the observations of the men but the noise steadily increased It grew louder louder And still the men chatted pleasantly and smiled Was it possible they heard not Almighty God! no no! They heard! they suspected! they knew they were making a mockery of my horror this I thought But anything was better than this agony Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer I felt that I must scream or die and now again hark louder louder louder loder! Villains! I shrieked dissemble no more I admit the deed tear up the planks here here It is the beating of his hideous heart
  • I fairly chuckled at the idea; and perhaps he heard me; for he moved on the bed suddenly, as if startled. Now you may think that I drew back --but no. His room was as black as pitch with the thick darkness, (for the shutters were close fastened, through fear of robbers,) and so I knew that he could not see the opening of the door, and I kept pushing it on steadily, steadily.I had my head in, and was about to open the lantern, when my thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, and the old man sprang up in bed, crying out --"Who's there?"
  • When I had waited a long time, very patiently, without hearing him lie down, I resolved to open a little --a very, very little crevice in the lantern. So I opened it --you cannot imagine how stealthily, stealthily --until, at length a simple dim ray, like the thread of the spider, shot from out the crevice and fell full upon the vulture eye.It was open --wide, wide open --and I grew furious as I gazed upon it. I saw it with perfect distinctness --all a dull blue
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