لخّصلي

Oh God!I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased.And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled.I foamed -- I raved -- I swore!Anything was more tolerable than this derision!I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer!It grew louder -- louder -- louder!Almighty God!-- they were making a mockery of my horror!But anything was better than this agony!-- hark!louder!louder!louder!louder!what could I do?Was it possible they heard not?-- no, no!They heard!-- they suspected!-- they knew!-- and now -- again!

Oh God! what could I do? I foamed — I raved — I swore! I swung the chair upon which I had been sitting, and grated it upon the boards, but the noise arose over all and continually increased. It grew louder — louder — louder! And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled. Was it possible they heard not? Almighty God! — no, no! They heard! — they suspected! — they knew! — they were making a mockery of my horror! — this I thought, and this I think. But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! — and now — again! — hark! louder! louder! louder! louder! —

“Villains!” I shrieked, “dissemble no more! I admit the deed! — tear up the planks! — here, here! — it is the beating of his hideous heart