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The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe
The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe




The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe

His room was as black as pitch with the thick darkness, (for the shutters were close fastened, throughįear of robbers,) and so I knew that he could not see the opening of the door, and I kept on pushing it steadily, Perhaps the old man heard me for he moved in the bed suddenly, as if startled. Little by little, and the old man not even to dream of my secret deeds or thoughts. To think that there I was, opening the door, I could scarcely contain my feelings of triumph. Never, before that night, had I felt the extent of my own powers Minute-hand moves more quickly than did mine. Upon the eighth night I was more than usually cautious in opening the door. So you see he would have been a very profound old man, indeed, to suspect thatĮvery night, just at twelve, I looked in upon him while he slept. And every morning, when theĭay broke, I went boldly into his chamber, and spoke courageously to him, calling him by name in a hearty tone, and Was impossible to do the work for it was not the old man who vexed me, but his Evil Eye. but I found the eye always closed and so it

The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe

And this I did for seven long nights - every night just at midnight Single thin ray fell upon the vulture eye. The lantern cautiously - oh, so cautiously (for the hinges creaked) - I undid it just so much that a Ha! - would a madman have been so wise as this? And then, when my head was well in the room, I undid It took me an hour to place my whole head within the opening so far that I could see the old man as he lay upon Oh, you would have laughed to see howĬunningly I thrust it in! I moved it slowly - very, very slowly, so that I might not disturb the old man's It - oh so gently! And then, when I had made an opening sufficient for my head, I first put in a dark lantern,Īll closed, closed, so that no light shone out, and then I thrust in my head. And every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened with what foresight - with what dissimulation I went to work! I was never kinder to the old man thanĭuring the whole week before I killed him. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded - with what caution very gradually - I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold and so, by degrees Vulture - a pale blue eye, with a film over it. I think it was his eye! - yes, it was this! He had the eye of a It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain but, once conceived, it haunted me dayĪnd night. How, then, am I mad? Harken! and observe how healthily - how calmly I can tell you the I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. T RUE! - nervous - very, very dreadfully nervous I had been,Īnd am but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses - not destroyed.






The Tell-Tale Heart by Edgar Allan Poe