It took me an hour to place my whole head within the opening so far that I could see him as he lay upon his bed.
He shrieked once—once only. In an instant I dragged him to the floor, and pulled the heavy bed over him
I then smiled gaily, to find the deed so far done
the wise precautions I took for the concealment of the body. The night waned, and I worked hastily, but in silence
A shriek had been heard by a neighbor during the night; suspicion of foul play had been aroused; information had been lodged at the police office, and they (the officers) had been deputed to search the premises.
“Villains!” I shrieked, “dissemble no more! I admit the deed!— tear up the planks!—here, here!—it is the beating of his hideous heart!”