The tell tale heart 3
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- ...There came a knocking at the street door. ...There entered three men, who introduced themselves ...as officers of the police. ...The old man I mentioned, was absent in the country. ...I led them, ...to his chamber. ...I brought chairs into the room, ...I myself ... placed my own seat upon the very spot beneath which reposed the corpse of the victim. ...They sat, and while I answered cheerily, they chatted familiar things. But, ere long, I felt myself getting paleand wished them gone. My head ached, and I fancied a ringing in my ears(Sightlines 8, pg.26)
- ...I foamed-I raved-I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting , and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased. ...And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not?...[The officers }heard! ...Thery were making a mockery of my horror! ...I felt that I must scream or die! (Sightlines 8, pg.27)
- ...In an instant I dragged him to the floor, and pulled the heave bed over him. ...But for many minutes, the heart beat on with a muffled sound. ...At length it ceased. The old man was dead. ...The night waned, and I worked hastilybut in silence. ...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 could have detected anything wrong. (Sightlines 8, pg.25)
- Dissemble no more! I admit the deed!-tear up the planks!- here, here!-it is the beating of his hideous heart!
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