"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-Who's there?"
"I resolved to open a little-a very, very little crevice in the lantern. So I opened it-you cannot imagine how stealthily, stealthily-until, at length, a single dim ray, like the thread of the spider, shot from out the crevice and fell upon the vulture eye."
"In an instant, I dragged him to the floor and pulled the heavy bed over him."
The old man wakes up after the narrator walks through the door and makes a noise with the lantern.
"I cut off the head and the arms and the legs. Then I took up three planks from the flooring of the chamber and deposited all between the scantlings."
The narrator shines the lantern on the old man's eye and sees the vulture eye.
"There entered three men, who introduced themselves, with suavity, as officers of the police."
The narrator killed the old man.
"I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die!-and now-again!-hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!- Villians! I shrieked, dissemble no more! I admit the deed!-tear up the planks!-here, here!-it is the beating of his hideous heart!"
The narrator is depositing of the dead body before the police come.
Three police officers enter the old man's house where he had been slaughtered by the narrator.
The narrator reveals the old man's body and confesses to the crime.