And now was I indeed wretched beyond the wretchedness of mere humanity.
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And a brute beast-whose fellow I had contemptuously destroyed-a brute beast to work out for me-for me, a man, fashioned in the image of the High God-so much of insufferable woe! Alas! neither by day nor by night knew I the blessing of rest any more! During the former the creature left me no moment alone; and, in the latter, I started, hourly, from dreams of unutterable fear, to find the hot breath of the thing upon my face, and its vast weight-an incarnate nightmare that I had no power to shake off-incumbent eternally upon my heart!
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Beneath the pressure of torments such as these, the feeble remnant of the good within me succumbed.
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Evil thoughts became my sole intimates-the darkest and most evil of thoughts.
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The moodiness of my usual temper increased to hatred of all things and of all mankind; while, from the sudden, frequent, and ungovernable outbursts of a fury to which I now blindly abandoned myself, my uncomplaining wife, alas! was the most usual and the most patient of sufferers.
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One day she accompanied me, upon some household errand, into the cellar of the old building which our poverty compelled us to inhabit.
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The cat followed me down the steep stairs, and, nearly throwing me headlong, exasperated me to madness.
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Uplifting an axe, and forgetting, in my wrath, the childish dread which had hitherto stayed my hand, I aimed a blow at the animal which, of course, would have proved instantly fatal had it descended as I wished.
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But this blow was arrested by the hand of my wife.
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Goaded, by the interference, into a rage more than demoniacal, I withdrew my arm from her grasp, and buried the axe in her brain.
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She fell dead upon the spot, without a groan.
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This hideous murder accomplished, I set myself forthwith, and with entire deliberation, to the task of concealing the body.
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I knew that I could not remove it from the house, either by day or by night, without the risk of being observed by the neighbours.
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Many projects entered my mind.
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At one period I thought of cutting the corpse into minute fragments, and destroying them by fire.
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At another, I resolved to dig a grave for it in the floor of the cellar.
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Again, I deliberated about casting it in the well in the yard-about packing it in a box, as if merchandise, with the usual arrangements, and so getting a porter to take it from the house.
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Finally I hit upon what I considered a far better expedient than either of these.
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I determined to wall it up in the cellar-as the monks of the Middle Ages recorded to have walled up their victims.
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For a purpose such as this the cellar was well adapted.
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Its walls were loosely constructed, and had lately been plastered throughout with a rough plaster, which the dampness of the atmosphere had prevented from hardening.
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Moreover, in one of the walls was a projection, caused by a false chimney, or fireplace, that had been filled up, and made to resemble the rest of the cellar.
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I made no doubt that I could readily displace the bricks at this point, insert the corpse, and wall the whole up as before, so that no eye could detect anything suspicious.
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And in this calculation I was not deceived.
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By means of a crowbar I easily dislodged the bricks, and, having carefully deposited the body against the inner wall, I propped it in that position, while, with little trouble, I relaid the whole structure as it originally stood.
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