"Every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it- oh, so gently! And then, when when I had made an opening sufficient for my head, I put in a dark lantern, all closed, closed, so that no light shone out, and then I thrust in my head. Oh, you would have laughedto see how cunningly I thrust it in! I moved it slowly - very very slowly, so that I might not disturb the old man."
"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 the bed, crying out- whos there?"
I tried how steadily I could maintain the ray upon the eye. Meantime the hellish tattoo of the heart increased. It grew quicker and quicker, and louder and louder every instant.
! with a loud yell, I threw open the lantern and leaped into the room. he shrieked once and once only. In an instant I dragged him to the floor and pul