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  • it was impossible to say how the idea first entered my brain   I loved the old man .He had never wrong me , I think it was his eye ! Yes it was the eye . He had an eye of an vulture a pale blue eye , with an flim over it . When ever it fell upon me my blood run cold .  I made up my mind to take the old man life
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  • I proceeded with what caution with what foresight with what dissimulation I went to work! I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him.And every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it .when I had made an opening sufficient for my head,I put in a dark lantern, that no light shone out then I thrust in my head. 
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  •                                                                                                                                                          on the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door.  and perhaps he heard me; for he moved on the bed suddenly, as if startled .His room was as black as pitch with the thick darkness,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 bed, crying out "Who's there?" .I kept quite still and said nothing. For a whole hour I did not move a muscle, and in the meantime I didnt hear him lie down. He was still sitting up in the bed listening It was open -and I grew furious as I gazed upon it. I saw it with perfect distinctness --all a dull blue, with a hideous veil over it that chilled the very marrow in my bones; 
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  •                                                                                                                                                 now I say 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. It increased my fury, as the beating of a drum stimulates the soldier into courage.  But the beating grew louder louder! I thought the heart must burst.In an instant I dragged him to the floor and pulled the heavy bed over him.  I then smile       gaily, to find the deed so far done.   the old man was dead .
  •                                                                                                                                                                         Yes, he was stone, stone dead.  If still you think me mad, you will think so no longer when I describe the wise precautions I took for the concealment of the body. I worked hastily, but in silence. 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 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 any thing wrong. There was nothing to wash out no stain of any kind no blood-spot whatever. I had been too wary for that. A tub had caught all 
  • As the bell sounded the hour, there came a knocking at the street door. I went down to              open it with a light heart, There entered three men, who introduced                                                                                                                                                           themselves, with perfect suavity, as officers of the police. A shriek had been heard by a neighbour during the night suspicion of foul play had been aroused; information had been lodged at the police office, and they had been deputed to search the premises They heard! they suspected! they knew! they were making a mockery of my horror!-this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! and now again! hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!
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