The Tell-Tale Heart
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- It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. 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; and so by degrees --very gradually --I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.
- Every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it --oh so gently! Upon the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door.
- With a load yell, I threw open the lantern and leaped into the room. He shrieked once --only once. 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. but, for many minutes, the heart beat on with a muffled sound. At length it ceased. the old man was dead.
- First of all I dismembered the corpse. I cut off the head and the arms and the legs. I then took up three planks from the flooring. I then replaced the boards so cleverly, so cunningly that no human eye --not even his -- could have detected anything wrong.
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- Villains! dissemble no more! I admit the deed! --tear up the planks! here, here! --it is the beating of his hideous heart!
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