And then came, as if to my final and irrevocable overthrow, the spirit of PERVERSENESS.Narrator
I took from my waistcoat-pocket a pen-knife, opened it, grasped the poor beast by the throat, and deliberately cut one of its eyes from the socket!Narrator
The guilt of my dark deed disturbed me but little.Narrator
The conscience is a pest! It is with its base feeling that I have to do battle.Narrator
I am above the weakness of seeking to establish a sequence of cause and effect, between the disaster and the atrocity.Narrator
The cat followed me down the steep stairs, and nearly throwing me headlong, exasperated me to madness.Narrator
Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heart.Narrator
I had so much of my old heart left, as to be at first grieved by this evident dislike on the part of a creature which had once so loved me.Narrator
Although I thus readily accounted to my reason, if not altogether to my conscience, for the startling fact just detailed, it did not the less fail to make a deep impression upon my fancy.Narrator
This hideous murder accomplished, I set myself forthwith, and with entire deliberation, to the task of concealing the body.Narrator