And then when i had made an opening, I put in a dark lantern, all closed, closed so that no light shone out.
Then i thrust in my head. I moved it slowly, very, very slowly, so that i might not disturb the old man"s sleep. It took me an hour top place my whole head in the door so far that i could see him as he lay asleep.
When my whole head was in the door, I undid the lantern cautiously-oh so cautiously-I undid it so much that a single ray fell on the eye.
And i did this for seven long nights-every night at midnight- but i found the eye always closed; and so it was impossible to do the work; for i wasn't the old man that vexed me, but his Evil Eye.
And every morning, when the day broke, i went boldly into the room, and spoke courageously to him, calling him by name in hearty tone. So you see, he would be a very profound old man to suspect that every night at twelve I looked in upon him while he slept.
Upon the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door. A watch's minute hand moved quicker than mine. Never before that night, had i felt the extent of my own powers. I could scarcely contain my feelings of triumph.