One tends to wander if they were related or was he simply a servant for hire and therefore cared for the old man. The police have arrived, having been called by a neighbor who heard the old man shriek. He works quickly and quietly through the night, dismembering the body and taking up the planks and hiding everything below the room, so that there is no trace whatsoever of the old man. He then explains how although he loved a certain old man who had never done him wrong and desired none of his money, the narrator could not stand the sight of the old man's pale, filmy blue eye. He is afraid of an Old Man's Eye that lives with him. However, this reading of his confession is incongruous with his character.
Since he didn't see the eye, he didn't kill him. In this particular story, Poe decided to write it in the first person narrative. Because this story is in first-person we are unable to tell if what we are told is true or false. The more that he assures himself of his sanity near the end of the story and the more that he thinks that he is acting coolly, eventually leads him to reveal that he is the one that killed the old man after all. Again, he insists that he is not crazy because his cool and measured actions, though criminal, are not those of a madman. The narrator claims that no human eye could see his deeds, that he was clever and careful, yet the way in which he relates this information is not careful.
Later in the story, the narrator's mental deficiencies worsen after he kills the old man. In almost no cases does he respond in the manner that one would expect. As he finishes his job, a clock strikes the hour of four. Notice how the broken style of this sentence contradicts its content. Finally he opened the lantern ever so slightly, letting in only a single dim ray, only to see that the eye was wide open. Nevertheless, he imagines the whole time that he has correctly and rationally interpreted all the events of the story, suggesting that in Poe's mind, the key to irrationality is the belief in one's rationality. Even though the old man couldn't see him, the narrator knew he must've felt his presence in some way, though, since he let out a 'groan of mortal terror.
The narrator says he knows what this is like. This particular one focuses on the events leading the death of an old man, and the events afterwards. However, as soon as he finishes his declaration of sanity, he offers an account that has a series of apparent logical gaps that can only be explained by insanity. During this time, the narrator imagined that the old man must have been trying to convince himself nothing was amiss. The room… 1320 Words 6 Pages Rory Spillane Mr. It is established at the beginning of the story that he is over-sensitive — that he can hear and feel things that others cannot. Time: Time is a consistent theme and motif throughout the story.
In the morning, he would behave as if everything were normal. The odd thing is that the problem has nothing to do with old man, how he acts, or even his attitude towards the narrator. It covers issues on psychotic behaviour, paranoia, guilt and murder through the language, structure and narrative form. He grew agitated and spoke with a heightened voice. The Tell-Tale Heart exemplifies this with Poe's ability to expose the dark side of humankind, also dealing with psychological realism.
Thus, the time had come. Why would a person, such as this man, desire to kill someone who. The fact is that he develops this obsession over time, never having it before. Each night for a week, he would slowly open the door to the old man's apartment and look in on him sleeping. After the dismembering and the cleaning up were finished, the narrator carefully removed the planks from the floor in the old man's room and placed all the parts of the body under the floor. The old man screams once before the narrator drags him to the floor and stifles him with the mattress. The narrator describes the sight of the eye and sound of the heart as if he is really seeing them, and ascribes the violence of his reactions to his naturally sensitive senses.
His own chair was placed directly over the body. He attempts to tell his story in a calm manner, but occasionally jumps into a frenzied rant. He masters precise form, but he unwittingly lays out a tale of murder that betrays the madness he wants to deny. However, what makes this narrator mad—and most unlike Poe—is that he fails to comprehend the coupling of narrative form and content. A Virginia gentleman and the son of itinerant actors, the heir to great fortune and a disinherited outcast, a university man who had failed to graduate, a soldier brought out of the army, a husband with an unapproachable child-bride, a brilliant editor and low salaried hack, a world renowned but impoverish author, a temperate man and uncontrollable alcoholic, a materialist who yearned for a final union with God.
For example, the narrator admits, in the first sentence, to being dreadfully nervous, yet he is unable to comprehend why he should be thought mad. Every night, the narrator enters the old man's room and watches him while he sleeps. The narrator lives with an old man, who has a clouded, pale blue, vulture-like eye that makes him so vulnerable that he kills the old man. After waiting a long while, he decided to open the lantern a tiny bit, and a single ray fell upon the old man's eye. Paranoia With all the violent and macabre news stories out there, it's easy to see why some today might be a bit paranoid of the world around them. It appears our main character wants us as his readers to understand is that not only is he not mad, but he has no idea about how the eye of the other man has came to. On the eighth night, the narrator is particularly careful while opening the door, but this time, his thumb slips on the lantern's fastening, waking the old man.
He admits that his motives for the act to follow are curious, that there was no passion that provoked it. Finally, the narrator's paranoia gets the best of him, and he confesses to the murder. A knock came at the door, and he found three policemen who had been called due to a strange shriek overheard by some neighbors wondering if foul play were involved. The subjects of his poems and stories were often morbid in nature, many of them having to do with death and murder. Then again, he believes he still couldn't be crazy considering the way in which he carried the act out.
He worked with the natural world, animals, and weather to create chilling literature. He recognizes the low sound as the heart of the old man, pounding away beneath the floorboards. He panics, believing that the policemen must also hear the sound and know his guilt. Moreover, he makes us believe that he is in full control of his mind but yet suffering from a disease that causes him over acuteness of the senses. In contrast to the turmoil going on in the narrator's mind, the police continued to chat pleasantly. He hears the heart twice, immediately before killing the old man and when the police are investigating the crime.