"...a single thin ray fell upon the vulture eye. And this I did for seven long nights—every night just at midnight...."
"The old man's hour had come! With a loud yell, I threw open the lantern and leaped into the room. He shrieked once—once only."
"I then took up three planks from the flooring of the chamber, and deposited all between the scantlings. I then replaced the boards so cleverly, so cunningly, that no human eye—not even his —could have detected anything wrong."
"The shriek was my own in a dream."
"A shriek had been heard by a neighbor during the night"
"The ringing became more distinct:—it continued and became more distinct: I talked more freely to get rid of the feeling: but it continued and gained definitiveness—until, at length, I found that the noise was not within my ears. "
“Villains!” I shrieked, “dissemble no more! I admit the deed!— tear up the planks!—here, here!—it is the beating of his hideous heart!”