The Tell-Tale Heart

True!nervousvery,verydreadfullynervousIhadbeenandam;butwhywillyousaythatIammad?Thediseasehadsharpenedmysensesnotdestroyednotdulledthem.Aboveallwasthesenseofhearingacute.Iheardallthingsintheheavenandintheearth.Iheardmanythingsinhell.How,then,amImad?Hearken!andobservehowhealthilyhowcalmlyIcantellyouthewholestory.

Itisimpossibletosayhowfirsttheideaenteredmybrain;butonceconceived,ithauntedmedayandnight.Objecttherewasnone.Passiontherewasnone.Ilovedtheoldman.Hehadneverwrongedme.Hehadnevergivenmeinsult.ForhisgoldIhadnodesire.Ithinkitwashiseye!yes,itwasthis!Hehadtheeyeofavultureapaleblueeye,withafilmoverit.Wheneveritfelluponme,mybloodrancold;andsobydegreesverygraduallyImadeupmymindtotakethelifeoftheoldman,andthusridmyselfoftheeyeforever.

Nowthisisthepoint.Youfancymemad.Madmenknownothing.Butyoushouldhaveseenme.YoushouldhaveseenhowwiselyIproceededwithwhatcautionwithwhatforesightwithwhatdissimulationIwenttowork!IwasneverkindertotheoldmanthanduringthewholeweekbeforeIkilledhim.Andeverynight,aboutmidnight,Iturnedthelatchofhisdoorandopeneditohsogently!Andthen,whenIhadmadeanopeningsufficientformyhead,Iputinadarklantern,allclosed,closed,thatnolightshoneout,andthenIthrustinmyhead.

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