Come in, my dear friends...I want to make you acquainted with my darling characters.
Look at the picture above. Cute, aren't they? Old pals, respecting and loving each other. A main hero and his master. I can prove it, quoting: "I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult. For his gold I had no desire...". But what was it? - "I think it was his eye!". Oh well, how can the main hero justify himself? "Why will you say that I am mad?...Mad men know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded - with what caution - with what foresight- whit what dissimulation I went to work!". Welcome the main hero. He's crank, psychopath, nutty, He murdered in cold blood the person who trusted him, And after that he is so happy and triumphal like all his dreams came true. This is because he refuses to think that he's mad. He rejects it, trying to show us how wisely he acted, how accurately he worked and how perfectly he had everything planned. He acts like an innocent person who had the right to take someone's life because he had a reason. A striking one: "One of his eyes resembled that one of vulture - a pale blue eye - with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees - very gradually - I made up my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye forever.". That's it. Gave the reason, described own careful actions and brilliant lie to police - and not mad at all. However, he got no happy-ending. An old man' s heart beating in his ears literally made him "gasped for breath" and destroyed his self-confidence. And he revealed the truth in strong agony.
"TRUE! NERVOUS - very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am! But why will you say that I am mad?"
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