"And I did this for seven long nights-every night just at midnight-but I found the eye always closed; and so it was impossible to do the work; for it was not the old man who vexed me, but his Evil Eye."
"...there came to my ears a low, dull, quick sound, such as a watch makes when enveloped in cotton. I knew that sound well, too. It was the beating of the old man's heart.
"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 narrator looks at the old man while he sleeps for seven days to try and find an oppotunity to kill the Evil Eye, but the eye is always closed, so he s unable to do it.
"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 the legs."
The old man wakes when he hears a noise the narrator makes and worries about the sound. A little bit later, the narrator beings to hear the sound of the old man's heart beating.
I took my visitors all over the house. I bade them search - search well. I led them, at length, to his chamber.
The narrator opens a little opening on the lantern and the light beam lands on the old man's eye. Suddenly, the heartbeat gets louder and louder, until it drives the narrator crazy and he kills the old man by puttin the bed on top of him until he dies. And they all lived happily ever after.
"Villians!" "Dissemble no more! I admit the deed! - tear up the planks! - here, here! - it is the beating of his hideous heart!"
The narrator then disposes of the body by dismembering the body, pulled up three planks from the floor, and then put the body pieces in the hole, and then put the planks back in the exact spot. He had a tub to catch any blood, so there was no blood to clean up.
Once the narrator was finished cleaning up, it was four o'clock, and the police knocked on the door. There had been a shriek heard, so they had been sent to investigate in case of foul play.
Feeling confident, the narrator invites the police to search the house. After a little bit, he offers them a seat in the very bedroom. However, after the police talk for some time, the narrator begins to hear a heartbeat, that he believes is the old man's, getting louder and louder until he cannot bear it so he confesses to the crime.