‘It grew louder—louder—louder! and now—again!—hark!—louder! Louder! Louder! – louder!’
-On the night the narrator finally kills the old man, he says, ‘therecame to my ears a quick, low, soft sound, like the sound of a clockheard through a wall. -Later, he says, ‘It was a quick, low, soft sound— like thesound of a clock heard through a wall.
-Why do you say that I have lost control of my mind, why do you say that I am mad? -Can you not see that I have full control ofmy mind? Is it not clear that I am not mad.