The Black Cat and Other Stories Book - Allan Poe PDF

The Black Cat
and Other Stories

EDGAR ALLAN POE
Level 3
Retold by David Wharry
Series Editors: Andy Hopkins and Jocelyn Potter
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Contents
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Introduction
The Black Cat
The Oval Portrait
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Berenice
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The Mask of the Red Death
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Activities
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Introduction
How can I explain this fear? It was not really a fear of something evil . . .
but then how else can I possibly describe it? Slowly, this strange fear grew
into horror. Yes, horror. If I tell you why, you will not believe me. You will
think I am mad.
`The Black Cat' is one of Edgar Allan Poe's most famous stories.
Why is the man in the story afraid of his own black cat? Why
does he kill it? And how does the cat punish him for his evil
ways?
In The Oval Portrait' a man finds a portrait of a beautiful
young woman in a lonely house. Who is this woman? Who
painted her? And why is the man so frightened of her picture?
What terrible secret does it hold?
In 'Berenice', a madman wants to marry his sick cousin with
the beautiful teeth. He cannot stop thinking about those teeth!
What really happens to Berenice in the end?
In The Mask of the Red Death', Prince Prospero tries to shut
his door against the face of Death. How does the 'Red Death'
get into his large and beautiful house? What will happen to him
and all his friends when they meet the stranger with the death
mask?
Four horror stories from the strange and terrible mind of
Edgar Allan Poe. Four stories that will stop you sleeping at night.
Four stories that you will never, never forget .. .
No writer knew more about pain and horror than Edgar Allan
Poe. He lived most of his life afraid of the things in his own mind.
And he wrote some of the most frightening horror stories ever
written.
He was born Edgar Poe on 19 January 1809 in Boston, USA.
When he was two years old his mother died and his father died
or left the family (nobody knows exactly what happened to
him). Poe went to live with a rich family called the Mans in
Richmond, Virginia. Mrs Allan loved him like a real son, but her
husband never understood Poe and was unkind to him. The
family moved to England for five years from 1815 to 1820, and
Poe went to one of the best schools in the country. In 1826 he
went back to Virginia and went to university there. But when he
was a student there his life started to go badly wrong. John Allan
refused to pay for his university education because the boy was
spending too much money. This hurt Poe very deeply. The
dislike between him and John Allan grew and in 1827 he left the
Allans' home for ever.
Poe became a successful soldier for a few years, and then went
to Baltimore to earn money by writing for newspapers and
magazines. He also worked on a magazine in Richmond,
Virginia but he didn't go back to his old home. In 1835, when
Poe was twenty-six, he married his young cousin, Virginia
Clemm, who was fourteen years old. Their married life
together was difficult. Poe worked hard but he didn't earn
much money and never stayed long in one job. He was a
nervous man, he drank too much all his life, and he believed
that he was mad.
In 1847, Virginia died after a long illness. Poe's home life
ended and he began to drink more than before. In September
1849, he disappeared and was later found in a street in Baltimore.
He was taken to hospital, where he died on 7 October 1849.
He was buried in Baltimore, next to his wife.
Poe had a very unhappy life, and when he died he was still a poor
man. But by the end of his life he was beginning to be a very
popular and successful writer. Many people were starting to read
and enjoy his stories and poems stories like The Raven (1845).
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However, he never made any money from his writing when he

was alive. Since his death, Poe has become one of the most
funous of all American writers. His stories and poems are now
read by people all over the world.
Poe's stories, like the four in this book, are frightening stories
of horror and imagination. People read them in American
magazines from 1831, and in books called Tales of the Grotesque
and Arabesque (1840) and Tales (1845). Some of his most famous
stories are in this Penguin reader. Other famous stories are 'The
Fall of the House of Usher', 'The Murders in the Rue Morgue',
and The Pit and the Pendulum'.
Poe had a strange imagination and one of the saddest lives in all
of literature. His terrible stories touch our deepest human fears
and are difficult to forget.
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This is a true story, as true as I sit here writing it as true as

I will die in the morning.
The Black Cat

You are not going to believe this story. But it is a true story,
as true as I sit here writing it as true as I will die in the
morning. Yes, this story ends with my end, with my death
tomorrow.
I have always been a kind and loving person everyone will
tell you this. They will also tell you that I have always loved
animals more than anything. When I was a little boy, my family
always had many different animals round the house. As I grew
up, I spent most of my time with them, giving them their food
and cleaning them.
I married when I was very young, and I was happy to find
that my wife loved all of our animal friends as much as I did.
She bought us the most beautiful animals. We had all sorts of
birds, gold fish, a fine dog and a cat.
The cat was a very large and beautiful animal. He was black,
black all over, and very intelligent. He was so intelligent that my
wife often laughed about what some people believe; some
people believe that all black cats are evil, enemies in a cat's
body.
Pluto this was the cat's name was my favourite. It was
always I who gave him his food, and he followed me everywhere. I often had to stop him from following me through the
streets! For years, he and I lived happily together, the best of
friends.
But during those years I was slowly changing. It was that
evil enemy of Man called Drink who was changing me. I was
not the kind, loving person people knew before. I grew more
and more selfish. I was often suddenly angry about unimportant things. I began to use bad language, most of all with my
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I hit my wife sometimes. And by that time, of course, I was often

doing horrible things to our animals.
wife. I even hit her sometimes. And by that time, of course, I

was often doing horrible things to our animals. I hit all of
them but never Pluto. But, my illness was getting worse oh
yes, drink is an illness! Soon I began to hurt my dear Pluto
too.
I remember that night very well. I came home late, full of
drink again. I could not understand why Pluto was not pleased
to see me. The cat was staying away from me. My Pluto did
not want to come near me! I caught him and picked him
up, holding him strongly. He was afraid of me and bit my
hand.
Suddenly, I was not myself any more. Someone else was in my
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body: someone evil, and mad with drink! I took my knife from
my pocket, held the poor animal by his neck and cut out one of
his eyes.
The next morning, my mind was full of pain and horror
when I woke up. I was deeply sorry. I could not understand how
I could do such an evil thing. But drink soon helped me to
forget.
Slowly the cat got better. Soon he felt no more pain. There
was now only an ugly dry hole where the eye once was. He
began to go round the house as usual again. He never came
near me now, of course, and he ran away when I went too
close.
I knew he didn't love me any more. At first I was sad. Then,
slowly, I started to feel angry, and I did another terrible
thing . . .
I had to do it I could not stop myself. I did it with a terrible
sadness in my heart because I knew it was evil. And that was
why I did it yes! I did it because I knew it was evil. What did I do?
I caught the cat and hung him by his neck from a tree until he
was dead.
That night I woke up suddenly my bed was on fire. I
heard people outside shouting, 'Fire! Fire!' Our house was
burning! I, my wife and our servant were lucky to escape.
We stood and watched as the house burned down to the
ground.
There was nothing left of the building the next morning.
All the walls fell down during the night, except one a wall
in the middle of the house. I realized why this wall did not
burn: because there was new plaster on it. The plaster was still
quite wet.
I was surprised to see a crowd of people next to the wall.
They were talking, and seemed to be quite excited. I went
closer and looked over their shoulders. I saw a black shape in
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I saw a black shape in the new white plaster. It was the shape
of a large cat, hanging by its neck.
the new white plaster. It was the shape of large cat, hanging by
its neck.
I looked at the shape with complete horror. Several minutes
passed before I could think clearly again. I knew I had to try to
think clearly. I had to know why it was there.
I remembered hanging the cat in the garden of the house next
door. During the fire the garden was full of people. Probably,
someone cut the dead cat from the tree and threw it through the
window to try and wake me. The falling walls pressed the
animal's body into the fresh plaster. The cat burned completely,
leaving the black shape in the new plaster. Yes, I was sure that was
what happened.
But I could not forget that black shape for months. I even
saw it in my dreams. I began to feel sad about losing the
animal. So I began to look for another one. I looked mostly
in the poor parts of our town where I went drinking. I
searched for another black cat, of the same size and type as
Pluto.
One night, as I sat in a dark and dirty drinking-house, I
noticed a black object on top of a cupboard, near some bottles of
wine. I was surprised when I saw it. 'I looked at those bottles a
few minutes ago,' I thought, 'and I am sure that object was not
there before . .
I got up, and went to see what it was. I put my hand up,
touched it, and found that it was a black cat a very large one, as
large as Pluto. He looked like Pluto too in every way but one:
Pluto did not have a white hair anywhere on his body; this cat
had a large white shape on his front.
He got up when I touched him, and pressed the side of his
head against my hand several times. He liked me. This was the
animal I was looking for! He continued to be very friendly and
later, when I left, he followed me into the street. He came all the
way home with me we now had another house and came
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inside. He immediately jumped up on to the most comfortable

chair and went to sleep. He stayed with us, of course. He loved
both of us and very soon he became my wife's favourite
animal.
But, as the weeks passed, I began to dislike the animal more
and more. I do not know why, but I hated the way he loved me.
Soon, I began to hate him but I was never unkind to him. Yes, I
was very careful about that. I kept away from him because I
remembered what I did to my poor Pluto. I also hated the animal
because he only had one eye. I noticed this the morning after he
came home with me. Of course, this only made my dear wife
love him more!
But the more I hated the cat, the more he seemed to love
me. He followed me everywhere, getting under my feet all
the time. When I sat down, he always sat under my chair.
Often he tried to jump up on my knees. I wanted to murder
him when he did this, but I did not. I stopped myself
because I remembered Pluto, but also because I was afraid of
the animal.
How can I explain this fear? It was not really a fear of
something evil . . . but then how else can I possibly describe
it? Slowly, this strange fear grew into horror. Yes, horror. If
I tell you why, you will not believe me. You will think I
am mad.
Several times, my wife took the cat and showed me the
white shape on his chest. She said the shape was slowly
changing. For a long time I did not believe her, but slowly,
after many weeks, I began to see that she was right. The
shape was changing. Its sides were becoming straighter and
straighter. It was beginning to look more and more like an
object . . . After a few more weeks, I saw what the shape was.
It was impossible not to see! There, on his front, was the
shape of an object I am almost too afraid to name . . . It
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There, on the cat's front was the shape of that terrible machine of pain
and death the gallows!
was that terrible machine of pain and death yes, the

GALLOWS!*
no longer knew the meaning of happiness, or rest. During

the day, the animal never left me. At night he woke me up
nearly every hour. I remember waking from terrible dreams and
feeling him sitting next to my face, his heavy body pressing down
on my heart!
I was now a very different man. There was not the smallest
piece of good left in me. I now had only evil thoughts the
darkest and the most evil thoughts. I hated everyone and
everything, my dear wife too.
One day she came down into the cellar with me to cut some
wood (we were now too poor to have a servant). Of course, the
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* Gallows. The place where criminals are hanged.
I tried to cut the animal in two. My wife stopped my arm with

her hand. This made me even more angry.
cat followed me down the stairs and nearly made me fall. This
made me so angry, that I took the axe and tried to cut the animal
in two. But as I brought the axe down, my wife stopped my arm
with her hand. This made me even more angry, and I pulled her
hand away from my wrist, lifted the tool again, brought it down
hard and buried it in the top of her head.
I had to hide the body. I knew I could not take it out of
the house. The neighbours noticed everything. I thought of
cutting it into pieces and burning it. I thought of burying it
in the floor of the cellar. I thought of throwing it into the
river at the end of the garden. I thought of putting it into a
wooden box and taking it out of the house that way. In the
end, I decided to hide the body in one of the walls of the
cellar.
It was quite an old building, near the river, so the walls of
the cellar were quite wet and the plaster was soft. There was
new plaster on one of the walls, and I knew that underneath it
the wall was not very strong. I also knew that this wall was very
thick. I could hide the body in the middle of it.
It was not difficult. I took off some plaster, took out a few
stones and made a hole in the earth that filled the middle of the
wall. I put my wife there, put back the stones, made some new
plaster and put it on the wall. Then I cleaned the floor, and
looked carefully round. Everything looked just as it did before.
Nobody would ever know.
Next, I went upstairs to kill the cat. The animal was bringing
me bad luck. I had to kill it. I searched everywhere, but I
could not find him. I was sure it was because of my wife's
murder; he was too clever to come near me now
I waited all evening, but I did not see the evil animal. He did
not come back during the night either. And so, for the first time
in a long time, I slept well. When I woke up the next morning, I
was surprised to see that the cat still was not there. Two, three
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days passed, and there was still no cat. I cannot tell you how
happy I began to feel. I felt so much better without the cat. Yes, it
was he who brought me all my unhappiness. And now, without
him, I began to feel like a free man again. It was wonderful no
more cat! Never again!
Several people came and asked about my wife, but I answered
their questions easily. Then, on the fourth day, the police came.
I was not worried when they searched the house. They asked
me to come with them as they searched. They looked everywhere, several times. Then they went down into the cellar. I went
down with them, of course. I was not a bit afraid. I walked calmly
up and down, watching them search.
They found nothing, of course, and soon they were ready
to go. I was so happy that I could not stop talking as they
went up the stairs. I did not really know what I was saying.
`Good clay to you all, dear sirs.' I said. 'Yes, this is a well-built
old house, isn't it? Yes, a very well-built old house. These walls
are you going, gentlemen? these walls are strong, aren't
they?' I knocked hard on the part of the wall where my wife
was.
A voice came from inside the wall, in answer to my knock. It
was a cry, like a child's. Quickly, it grew into a long scream of
pain and horror. I saw the policemen standing on the stairs with
their mouths open. Suddenly, they all ran down in a great hurry
and began breaking down the wall. It fell quickly, and there was
my wife, standing inside. There she was, with dried blood all
over her head, looking at them. And there was the cat, standing
on her head, his red mouth wide open in a scream, and his one
gold eye shining like fire. The clever animal! My wife was dead
because of him, and now his evil voice was sending me to the
gallows.
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There she was with dried blood all over her head. And there was the cat,
standing on her head.
We saw the dark shape of the roof above the forest. It was a sad and
strangely beautiful house.
The Oval Portrait

We saw the dark shape of the roof above the forest. It was not far
away, but travelling was difficult in that wild part of the mountains. We did not arrive until night was falling.
It was a sad and strangely beautiful house, many hundreds of
years old. Pedro, my servant, broke in through a small door at the
back and carried me carefully inside. I was so badly hurt that I
would die if we stayed out all night.
`People were living here until a very short time ago,' Pedro
said. 'They left in a hurry.'
He carried me through several tall, richly decorated rooms to
a smaller room in a corner of the great house. He helped me to
lie down on the bed. There were a lot of very fine modern
pictures in this room. I looked at them for a while in the dying
light. They were everywhere on the walls, all round me.
After dark, I could not sleep because of the pain. Also, I was so
weak now that I was afraid that I was dying. So I asked Pedro to
light the lamp beside the bed.
I began to look at the pictures on the walls, and as I did so I
read a small book. I found this book on the bed next to me. It
described all the pictures in the room, one by one, and told their
stories.
I looked and read for a long time, and the hours passed
quickly. Midnight came and went. My eyes became more and
more tired, and soon I found it hard to read the words on the
page. So I reached out this was painful and difficult and
moved the lamp closer. Now, the lamp's light fell in a different
part of the room, a part that was in deep shadow until then. I saw
more pictures, and among them there was a portrait of a young
woman. As soon as I saw it, I closed my eyes.
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Keeping my eyes closed, I tried to understand why. Why did I

suddenly close my eyes like that? Then I realized. I did it to give
myself time. I needed time to think. Was I sure that I really saw
what I thought I saw? Was I dreaming? No, I was suddenly very
awake.
I waited until I was calm again; then I opened my eyes and
looked a second time. No, there was no mistake. My eyes were
seeing what they saw the first time, only seconds before.
The picture, as I said, was a portrait. It was oval in shape, and
showed the head and shoulders of a young woman. It was the
finest and the most beautiful painting that I have ever seen. And I
know I never ever saw a woman as beautiful as her! But it was
not her beauty that shook me so suddenly from my half-sleep.
And it was not the beauty of the painter's work that excited me
in such a strange way.
I stayed for perhaps an hour, half-sitting, half-lying, never
taking my eyes off the portrait. Then at last, I understood. At
last, I realized what the true secret of the picture was, and I fell
back in the bed again.
It was the way she was looking at me.
Her eyes, that beautiful smile, that way she looked at me she
was so real! It was almost impossible to believe that she was just
paint that she was not alive!
The first time I looked at the portrait I simply could not believe
what my eyes were seeing. But now I felt a very different feeling
growing inside me. The more I looked into those eyes, the more
I looked at that beautiful smile, the more I was afraid! It was a
strange, terrible fear that I could not understand. It was a fear
mixed with horror.
I moved the lamp back to where it was before. The portrait
was now hidden in darkness again. Quickly, I looked through the
book until I found the story of the oval portrait. I read these
words:
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The picture was a portrait. It was oval in shape, and showed the
head and shoulders of a young woman.
`She was a beautiful young flower, and always so happy. Yes,

she was happy until that evil day when she saw and loved the
painter of her portrait. They were married. But, sadly, he already
had a wife: his work. His painting was more important to him
than anything in the world.
`Before, she was all light and smiles. She loved everything in
the world. Now she loved all things but one: her husband's work.
His painting was her only enemy; and she began to hate the
paintings that kept her husband away from her. And so it was a
terrible thing when he told her that he wanted to paint his
young wife's portrait.
Tor weeks, she sat in the tall, dark room while he worked.
He was a silent man, always working, always lost in his wild,
secret dreams. She sat still always smiling, never moving
while he painted her hour after hour, day after day. He did not
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see that she was growing weaker with every day. He never
noticed that she was not healthy any more, and not happy any
more. The change was happening in front of his eyes, but he did
not see it.
Tut she went on smiling. She never stopped smiling
because she saw that her husband (who was now very famous)
enjoyed his work so much. He worked day and night,
painting the portrait of the woman he loved. And as he
painted, the woman who loved him grew slowly weaker and
sadder.
`Several people saw the half-finished picture. They told the
painter how wonderful it was, speaking softly as he worked. They
said the portrait showed how much he loved his beautiful wife.
Silently, she sat in front of her husband and his visitors, hearing
and seeing nothing now
`The work was coming near an end. He did not welcome
visitors in the room any more. A terrible fire was burning inside
him now He was wild, almost mad with his work. His eyes
almost never left the painting now, even to look at his wife's
face. Her face was as white as snow The painter did not see that
the colours he was painting were no longer there in her real
face.
`Many more weeks passed until, one day, in the middle of
winter, he finished the portrait. He touched the last paint on to
her lips; he put the last, thin line of colour on an eye; then he
stood back and looked at the finished work.
`As he looked, he began to shake. All colour left his face. With
his eyes on the portrait, he cried out to the world: 'This woman
is not made of paint! She is alive!' Then he turned suddenly to
look at the woman he loved so much .. .
`She was dead.'
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Then he turned suddenly to look at the woman he loved

so much . . . She was dead.
I almost never left the house, and I left the library less and less.
Berenice
Egaeus is my name. My family I will not name it is one of the

oldest in the land. We have lived here, inside the walls of this
great house, for many hundreds of years. I sometimes walk
through its silent rooms. Each one is richly decorated, by the
hands of only the finest workmen. But my favourite has always
been the library. It is here, among books, that I have always spent
most of my time.
My mother died in the library; I was born here. Yes, the world
heard my first cries here; and these walls, the books that stand
along them are among the first things I can remember in my life.
I was born here in this room, but my life did not begin here. I
know I lived another life before the one I am living now. I can
remember another time, like a dream without shape or body: a
world of eyes, sweet sad sounds and silent shadows. I woke up
from that long night, my eyes opened, and I saw the light of day
again here in this room full of thoughts and dreams.
As a child, I spent my days reading in this library, and my
young days dreaming here. The years passed, I grew up without
noticing it, and soon I found that I was no longer young. I was
already in the middle of my life, and I was still living here in the
house of my fathers.
I almost never left the house, and I left the library less and less.
And so, slowly, the real world life in the world outside these
walls began to seem like a dream to me. The wild ideas, the
dreams inside my head were my real world. They were my whole
life.
Berenice and I were cousins. She and I grew up together here

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in this house. But we grew so differently. I was the weak

one, so often sick, always lost in my dark and heavy thoughts.
She was the strong, healthy one, always so full of life, always
shining like a bright new sun. She ran over the hills under
the great blue sky while I studied in the library. I lived inside
the walls of my mind, fighting with the most difficult and
painful ideas. She walked quickly and happily through life,
never thinking of the shadows around her. I watched our
young years flying away on the silent wings of time.
Berenice never thought of tomorrow She lived only for the
day.
Berenice I call out her name Berenice! And a
thousand sweet voices answer me from the past. I can see her
clearly now, as she was in her early days of beauty and light.
I see her . . . and then suddenly all is darkness, mystery and
fear.
Her bright young days ended when an illness a terrible
illness came down on her like a sudden storm. I watched the
dark cloud pass over her. I saw it change her body and mind
completely. The cloud came and went, leaving someone I did
not know. Who was this sad person I saw now? Where was my
Berenice, the Berenice I once knew?
This first illness caused several other illnesses to follow. One of
these was a very unusual type of epilepsy.* This epilepsy always
came suddenly, without warning. Suddenly, her mind stopped
working. She fell to the ground, red in the face, shaking all over,
making strange sounds, her eyes not seeing any more. The
epilepsy often ended with her going into a kind of very deep
sleep. Sometimes, this sleep was so deep that it was difficult to
tell if she was dead or not. Often she woke up from the sleep as
* Epilepsy. A serious illness in which, for a short time, the mind stops working,
everything goes black, and the body jumps and shakes.
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suddenly as the epilepsy began. She would just get up again as if

nothing was wrong.
It was during this time that my illness began to get worse. I felt
it growing stronger day by day. I knew I could do nothing to
stop it. And soon, like Berenice, my illness changed my life
completely.
It was not my body that was sick; it was my mind. It was
an illness of the mind. I can only describe it as a type of
monomania.* I often lost myself for hours, deep in thought
about something something so unimportant that it seemed
funny afterwards. But I am afraid it may be impossible to
describe how fully I could lose myself in the useless study of
even the simplest or most ordinary object.
I could sit for hours looking at one letter of a word on a
page. I could stay, for most of a summer's day, watching a
shadow on the floor. I could sit without taking my eyes
off a wood fire in winter, until it burnt away to nothing.
I could sit for a whole night dreaming about the sweet
smell of a flower. I often repeated a single word again and
again for hours until the sound of it had no more
meaning for me. When I did these things, I always lost all
idea of myself, all idea of time, of movement, even of being
alive.
There must be no mistake. You must understand that this
monomania was not a kind of dreaming. Dreaming is completely different. The dreamer I am talking about the dreamer
who is awake, not asleep needs and uses the mind to build his
dream. Also, the dreamer nearly always forgets the thought or
idea or object that began his dream. But with me, the object
that began the journey into deepest thought always stayed in
my mind. The object was always there at the centre of my
* Monomania. Thinking about one thing, or idea, and not being able to stop.
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thinking. It was the centre of everything. It was both the subject

and the object of my thoughts. My thoughts always, always
came back to that object in a never-ending circle. The object
was no longer real, but still I could not pull myself away
from it!
I never loved Berenice, even during the brightest days
of her beauty. This is because I have never had feelings of
the heart. My loves have always been in the world of the
mind.
In the grey light of early morning, among the dancing
shadows of the forest, in the silence of my library at night,
Berenice moved quickly and lightly before my eyes. I never saw
my Berenice as a living Berenice. For me, Berenice was a
Berenice in a dream. She was not a person of this world no, I
never thought of her as someone real. Berenice was the idea
of Berenice. She was something to think about, not someone
to love.
And so why did I feel differently after her illness? Why, when
she was so terribly and sadly changed, did I shake and go white
when she came near me?
Because I saw the terrible waste of that sweet and loving
person. Because now there was nothing left of the Berenice I
once knew!
It is true I never loved her. But I knew she always loved me
deeply. And so, one day because I felt so sorry for her I had a
stupid and evil idea. I asked her to marry me.
Our wedding day was growing closer, and one warm afternoon I was sitting in the library. The clouds were low and
dark, the air was heavy, everything was quiet. Suddenly, lifting
my eyes from my book, I saw Berenice standing in front of
me.
She was like a stranger to me, only a weak shadow of the
woman I remembered. I could not even remember how
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I watched as Berenice's lips made a strange smile that I could not

understand. And it was then that I saw the teeth.
she was before. God, she was so thin! I could see her arms
and legs through the grey clothes that hung round her wasted
body.
She said nothing. And I could not speak. I do not know
why, but suddenly I felt a terrible fear pressing down like a
great stone on my heart. I sat there in my chair, too afraid to
move.
Her long hair fell around her face. She was as white as snow.
She looked strangely calm and happy. But there was no life at
all in her eyes. They did not even seem to see me. I watched as
her thin, bloodless lips slowly opened. They made a strange
smile that I could not understand. And it was then that I saw
the teeth.
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Oh, why did she have to smile at me! Why did I have to see
those teeth?
I heard a door closing and I looked up. Berenice was not there
any more. The room was empty. But her teeth did not leave the
room of my mind! I now saw them more clearly than when
she was standing in front of me. Every smallest part of each
tooth was burnt into my mind. The teeth! There they were in
front of my eyes here, there, everywhere I looked. And they
were so white, with her bloodless lips always moving round
them!
I tried to fight this sudden, terrible monomania, but it was
useless. All I could think about, all I could see in my mind's
eye was the teeth. They were now the centre of my life. I held
them up in my mind's eye, looked at them in every light,
turned them every way. I studied their shapes, their differences;
and the more I thought about them, the more I began to want
them. Yes, I wanted them! I had to have the teeth! Only the
teeth could bring me happiness, could stop me from going
mad.
Evening came; then darkness turned into another day;
soon a second night was falling, and I sat there alone,
never moving. I was still lost in thought, in that one same
thought: the teeth. I saw them everywhere I looked in
the evening shadows, in the darkness in front of my
eyes.
Then a terrible cry of horror woke me from my dreams.
I heard voices, and more cries of sadness and pain. I got up
and opened the door of the library. A servant girl was standing
outside, crying.
`Your cousin, sir' she began. 'It was her epilepsy, sir. She died
this morning.'
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This morning? I looked out of the window Night was

falling . . .
`We are ready to bury her now,' said the girl.
I found myself waking up alone in the library again. I thought

that I could remember unpleasant and excited dreams, but I did
not know what they were. It was midnight.
`They buried Berenice soon after dark,' I told myself again
and again. But I could only half-remember the hours since
then hours full of a terrible unknown horror.
I knew something happened during the night, but I could
not remember what it was: those hours of the night were like
a page of strange writing that I could not understand.
Next, I heard the high cutting scream of a woman. I
remember thinking: 'What did I do? I asked myself this question
out loud. And the walls of the library answered me in a soft voice
like mine: What did you do?
There was a lamp on the table near me, with a small box next
to it. I knew this box well it belonged to our family's doctor.
But why was it there, now, on the table? And why was I shaking
like a leaf as I looked at it? Why was my hair standing on my
head?
There was a knock on the door. A servant came in. He
was wild with fear and spoke to me quickly, in a low,
shaking voice. I could not understand all of what he was
saying.
`Some of us heard a wild cry during the night, sir' he said.
`We went to find out what it was, and we found Berenice's
body lying in the open, sir!' he cried. 'Someone took her out of
the hole where we buried her! Her body was cut and bleeding!
But worse than that, she . . . she was not dead, sir! She was still
alive!'
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Dentist's tools fell out of the box, and with them so small and so
white! thirty-two teeth fell here, there, everywhere.
He pointed at my clothes. There was blood all over them. I

said nothing.
He took my hand. I saw cuts and dried blood on it. I cried out,
jumped to the table and tried to open the box. I tried and tried
but I could not! It fell to the floor and broke. Dentist's tools fell
out of it, and with them so small and so white! thirty-two
teeth fell here, there, everywhere .. .
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The Prince locked the great door of the house and threw the key
over the wall, into the lake outside.
For a long time the Red Death was everywhere in the land.
There never was a plague* that killed as many, and there never
was a death as terrible.
First, you felt burning pains in your stomach. Then everything
began to turn round and round inside your head. Then blood
began to come out through your skin yes, you began to bleed
all over your body but most of all through your face.
And of course when people saw this they left you immediately. Nobody wanted to help you your horrible red face told
everyone that it was too late. Yes, the Red Death was a very short
`illness' only about half an hour, from its beginning to your
end.
But Prince Prospero was a brave and happy and wise prince.
When half of the people in his land were dead, he chose a
thousand healthy and happy friends and took them away
from the city. He took them over the hills and far away, to his
favourite house, in the middle of a forest.
It was a very large and beautiful house, with a high, strong wall
all round it. The wall had only one door: a very strong metal one.
When the Prince and all his friends were safely inside, several
servants pushed the great door shut. Looking pleased with
himself, the Prince locked it and threw the key (it was the only
one) over the wall into the lake outside. He smiled as he watched
the circles in the deep dark water. Now nobody could come in
or out of the house. Inside, there was plenty of food, enough for
more than a year. He and his lucky friends did not have to worry
* Plague. A serious illness that goes from person to person very quickly, killing
nearly everyone.
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about the 'Red Death' outside. The outside world could worry
about itself!
And so everyone soon forgot the terrible plague. They were
safe inside the Prince's beautiful house, and they had everything
they needed to have a good time. There were dancers, there were
musicians, there was Beauty, there was wine. All this (and more)
was inside. The Red Death was outside.
Five months later the plague was still everywhere in the
land Prince Prospero gave a very special party for his
thousand friends. It was a masked party of a most unusual kind.
Prince Prospero gave this party in the newest part of his great
house, in seven rooms which he almost never used. Normally,
only the most important visitors used those rooms, foreign
princes, for example. They were very unusual, those seven rooms,
and that is why he chose them for the party. Prince Prospero
often had very unusual ideas. He was a very unusual a very
strange person.
First of all, the rooms were not in a straight line. Walking
through them, you came to a turn every twenty or thirty yards.
So you could only ever see into one other room at a time. Yes,
it was a strange part of the house, and in every room the
furniture was different. With each turn you always saw
something interesting and new
In every room there were two tall and narrow windows, one
on either side. There was coloured glass in these windows, a
different colour in each room. This and everything else, of
course was the Prince's idea (I forgot to tell you: the Prince
made the plans for this part of the house himself).
Of course it was the Prince who decorated the rooms for the
party, and he did this in his usual unusual way. Like the glass, each
room was a different colour. And everything in each room was
that same colour. The first room, at the east end, was blue, and so
were the windows: bright blue. In the second room everything
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was purple, like the glass. In the third everything was green. The
fourth was orange, the fifth white, the sixth yellow In the seventh
room everything was black everything but the windows. They
were a deep, rich, red colour, the colour of blood.
There were no lamps anywhere in the seven rooms. Light
came from the windows on either side. Outside each window
there was a fire burning in a large metal dish. These fires filled
the rooms with bright, rich and strangely beautiful colours. But
in the west room the black room the blood-coloured light
was horrible. It gave a terrible, wild look to the faces of those who
went in. Few people were brave enough to put one foot inside.
A very large clock stood against the far wall of the black room.
The great machine made a low, heavy clang . . . clang . . . clang .. .
sound. Once every hour, when the minute-hand came up to
twelve, it made a sound that was so loud, so deep, so clear, and so
. . . richly, so strangely musical that the musicians stopped playing
to listen to it. All the dancers stopped dancing. The whole party
stopped. Everybody listened to the sound . . . And as they
listened, some people's faces became white . . . Other people's
heads began to go round and round . . . Others put hands to their
heads, surprised by sudden strange, dream-like thoughts . . . And
when the sound died away, there was a strange silence. Light
laughs began to break the silence. People laughed quietly,
quickly. The musicians looked at each other and smiled. They
promised that when the next hour came they would not be so
stupid. They would not stop and listen like that. They would
go on playing, without listening at all.
But then, three thousand six hundred seconds later, the clock
made the same sound again. And again, everything stopped.
Again the people's faces became white; again those strange,
dream-like thoughts went through people's minds; and again
there was that same empty silence, those same quiet laughs, and
those same smiles and promises.
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But, if we forget this, it was a wonderful party. Yes, we can say

that the Prince had a truly fine eye for colour! And all his friends
enjoyed his strange decorations. Some people thought he was
mad, of course (only friends who knew him well knew he was
not).
But he did more than choose the decorations. He also chose
the way everyone was dressed. Oh yes, you can be sure that
they were dressed strangely! And many of them were much
more than just strange. Yes, there was a bit of everything at that
party: the beautiful, the ugly, and a lot of the horrible. They
looked like a madman's dreams, those strange masked people,
dancing to the wild music. They went up and down, changing
colour as they danced from room to room . . . until the
minute-hand on the clock came up to the hour . . . And then,
when they heard the first sound of the clock, everything
stopped as before.
The dreams stood still until the great deep voice of the clock
died away. Then there was that same strange silence. Then there
were those little light and quiet laughs. Then the music began
again. The dreams began to move once more, dancing more
happily than ever. They danced and danced, on and on, through
all the rooms except one. No one went into the west room any
more. The blood-coloured light was growing brighter and more
horrible with every minute.
But in other rooms the party was going stronger than ever.
The wild dancing went on and on until the minute-hand
reached that hour again. Then, of course, when the first sound of
the clock was heard, the music stopped, the dancers became still,
all was still.
It was midnight. One, two, three, four, five . . . Twelve times,
the clock made that same, strange, deep and so sweetly musical
sound. Midnight . . . seven, eight . . . It seemed like there was no
end to the sounds this time. Each sound seemed to go on for
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The stranger was wearing black clothes. His mask was the face of a dead
man the mask of the Red Death.
ever. And as those twelve sounds went on and on and on .. .

people became whiter . . . Their heads began to go round and
round and round . . . They thought stranger and more dreamlike thoughts than ever before . . . And some of them saw a tall
masked man walking slowly and silently among them.
The news travelled quickly through the rooms. Soon, everybody at the party was talking about the tall masked man. As the
stranger walked silently among them, people looked at him with
anger, and horror. Anger at choosing those clothes! Horror at
choosing that mask! If it was to make them laugh, then it was
not funny! Even the Prince would never dream of wearing those
clothes.
The stranger was wearing black clothes. His mask was the face
of a dead man. Yes, it was a death mask, but it was the colour of
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that mask that made everyone shake with horror. The mask was
red. It was the mask of the Red Death.
Prince Prospero saw the stranger as he walked among the
dancers, and suddenly he became mad with anger. He waved his
hand and the music stopped immediately.
`Who?' he shouted, 'Who has done this horrible thing! Catch
that man! Take off that mask! We will cut off his head in the
morning!'
The masked stranger began walking slowly towards the Prince
as he said this. Everybody even the brave Prince Prospero was
suddenly afraid. Nobody was brave enough to put out a hand to
stop the visitor. He passed very close to the Prince, and everybody, everywhere, stepped back against the walls as he walked
slowly out of the blue room and into the purple, through the
green into the orange, into the white, into the yellow .. .
Suddenly, Prince Prospero was angry with himself for being
so stupidly afraid. He ran after the stranger. He ran through the
six rooms but nobody followed him.
Pulling out his knife, he ran into the black room. The masked
man, who was walking towards the opposite corner, stopped.
The Prince stopped, a yard from him. The masked man turned
suddenly, and a terrible, cutting cry was heard. The Prince's
shining knife fell without a sound on the black floor. The Prince
fell without a sound next to it. Dead.
Suddenly and nobody knew why suddenly, the dancers
were no longer afraid. A crowd of them ran into the black room.
They ran to the stranger who was standing in the shadow of the
great clock. When they caught him, the mask and the empty
clothes fell to the floor. Everyone cried out in horror. There was
nobody inside the clothes! There was nobody there. The man's
body was nothing but air.
Everyone understood that the Red Death was now among
them. He came like a thief in the night. And as the seconds
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The empty clothes fell to the floor. There was nobody there.
The man's body was nothing but air.
passed clang . . . clang . . . clang . . . one by one, people began

to die the terrible death. Soon, everywhere, the floors of the
seven rooms were wet with blood.
When the last person died, the last lamp went out. And when
that last lamp went out, the life of the clock stopped with it.
And everything was silence and darkness.
ACTIVITIES
The Black Cat
Before you read
1 Look at the pictures in this story. What type of story do you think it
is? Do the people in the pictures look kind and happy, or frightened
and angry? Does the cat look friendly?
2 Find these words in your dictionary.
evil funny happy horrible horror lovely mad
Which of the words are bad or frightening?

axe bury cellar object plaster servant
Now use the words to complete these sentences.

a He killed her with an ....... and then ....... her. body in the
ground.
b The ....... made the beds and cleaned the rooms.
c The ....... on the wall was wet because it was new.
d She went down to the ....... and saw a black ....... near
the door.
After you read
4 Answer these questions:
a Why does the man begin to change and become ill?
b Why does he hang Pluto, the cat, from a tree?
c How does the shape of a cat get into the new plaster?
d Where does the man find a new cat? Why is he afraid of it?
e Where do the police find the man's dead wife? How do they find
her?
5 In this story the man is afraid of the cat. Have you ever been afraid
of an animal? Talk to another student.
The Oval Portrait
Before you read
6 Look at the picture on page 15. Describe the young woman. Now
look at the picture on page 17. Describe the man.

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decorate oval portrait
a Can you think of things that are oval in shape?
b Where do you usually see portraits?
c Look at the room you are in now. How is it decorated? Do you
li ke it? Why/why not?
After you read
8 Are these sentences right or wrong?
a The man and his servant find a small, poor house.
b The man is feeling very ill.
c The man is excited because the young woman looks alive.
d The husband loves his wife more than his work.
e The woman smiles because her husband is happy.
f The husband thinks his wife looks alive in the painting.
9 'The Oval Portrait is not a horror story, it is a love story.' Do you
agree? Talk to another student.
Berenice
Before you read
10 Look at the picture on page 23. What do you think the girl and the
man feel about each other?
After you read
11 Put these sentences in the right order.
a The servants find Berenice's body and she is alive.
b Egaeus and Berenice grow up together.
c Egaeus cannot stop thinking about Berenice's teeth.
d One day Berenice comes to see Egaeus in the library.
e Egaeus is born in the library but his mother dies.
f The servants bury Berenice soon after dark.
12 What do you think Egaeus does to Berenice at the end of the
story? Why? Discuss your ideas with another student.
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Before you read
13 Look at the picture on page 33. Why do you think the people in the
picture are wearing strange clothes?
14 Find this word in your dictionary: mask.
When do people wear masks? Why do they wear them?
After you read
15 Draw a plan of the part of the Prince's house where he had his
party. Write the colour of each room on the plan. Draw the clock in
the right place.
16 Who is the tall, dark stranger dressed in black? Why does everyone shake with horror when they see his mask?
Writing
17 You are the young woman in 'The Oval Portrait'. Your husband
is painting you. Write a letter to your mother. Tell her about the
painting, and about how you feel.
18 You work for The Times newspaper. Write a report on the murder
of Berenice.
19 All these stories are about people with an illness called 'monomania' (explained on page 21). Write about the four different kinds
of monomania in these stories.
20 Do you know any other horror stories by other writers or have you
seen any horror films? Write about a horror story or horror film that
you know.
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BOOK ACTIVITIES
The Black Cat
Before you read
1 Look at the pictures in this story. What type of story do you think it is? Do the people in the pictures look kind and happy, or
frightened and angry? Does the cat look friendly?
evil funny happy horrible horror lovely mad Which of the words are bad or frightening?
axe bury cellar object plaster servant Now use the words to complete these sentences.
a He killed her with an.....and then.....her body in the
ground.
b The.....made the beds and cleaned the rooms.
c The.....on the wall was wet because it was new.
d She went down to the.....and saw a black.....near
the door.
After you read
4 Answer these questions:
a Why does the man begin to change and become ill?
b Why does he hang Pluto, the cat, from a tree?
c How does the shape of a cat get into the new plaster?
d Where does the man find a new cat? Why is he afraid of it?
e Where do the police find the man's dead wife? How do they find her?
5 In this story the man is afraid of the cat. Have you ever been afraid of an animal? Talk to another student.
The Oval Portrait
Before you read
6 Look at the picture on page 15. Describe the young woman. Now look at the picture on page 17. Describe the man.
7 Find these words in your dictionary. decorate oval portrait
a Can you think of things that are oval in shape?
b Where do you usually see portraits?
c Look at the room you are in now. How is it decorated? Do you like it? Why/why not?
After you read
8 Are these sentences right or wrong?
a The man and his servant find a small, poor house,
b The man is feeling very ill.
c The man is excited because the young woman looks alive,
d The husband loves his wife more than his work,
e The woman smiles because her husband is happy,
f The husband thinks his wife looks alive in the painting.
9 'The Oval Portrait is not a horror story, it is a love story.' Do you agree? Talk to another student.
Berenice
Before you read
10 Look at the picture on page 23. What do you think the girl and the man feel about each other?
After you read
11 Put these sentences in the right order.
a The servants find Berenice's body and she is alive,
b Egaeus and Berenice grow up together,
c Egaeus cannot stop thinking about Berenice's teeth,
d One day Berenice comes to see Egaeus in the library,
e Egaeus is born in the library but his mother dies,
f The servants bury Berenice soon after dark.
12 What do you think Egaeus does to Berenice at the end of the story? Why? Discuss your ideas with another student.
Before you read
13 Look at the picture on page 33. Why do you think the people in the picture are wearing strange clothes?
14 Find this word in your dictionary: mask. When do people wear masks? Why do they wear them?
After you read
15 Draw a plan of the part of the Prince's house where he had his party. Write the colour of each room on the plan. Draw the clock
in the right place.
16 Who is the tall, dark stranger dressed in black? Why does everyone shake with horror when they see his mask?
Writing
17 You are the young woman in 'The Oval Portrait'. Your husband is painting you. Write a letter to your mother. Tell her about the
painting, and about how you feel.
18 You work for The Times newspaper. Write a report on the murder of Berenice.
19 All these stories are about people with an illness called 'monomania' (explained on page 21). Write about the four different kinds
of monomania in these stories.
20 Do you know any other horror stories by other writers or have you seen any horror films? Write about a horror story or horror film
that you know.
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Other Stories
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by Edgar Allan Poe
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PREINTERMEDIATE
S U M M A R Y
ABOUT EDGAR ALLAN POE

The American poet, fiction writer and critic, Edgar Allan
Poe (1809-49), was responsible for some of the most
unforgettable stories of terror ever written. They were the
products of the mind of an unstable man, who lived a
short and unhappy life.
Poe was born in January 1809 in Boston, USA. His life
began tragically, as both of his parents had died by the
time he was two. He went to live with a family, the Allans,
who became his foster parents. He went to good schools
and university, but had to leave university early because
he fell out with his foster father, who never really
understood him. Poe was deeply upset; his relationship
with his foster father worsened, and Poe left home for
ever.
Poe showed early literary promise, finding a publisher
for his first collection of poetry, Tamerlane and Other
Poems, before he was twenty years old. After a spell in the
army he started on a career in journalism and began
writing short stories. He married when he was twenty-six.
Despite being a good, hard-working editor and also
producing articles and short stories all the time, Poe never
had much money, and much of what he did have was
spent on alcohol.
When Poes wife died young in 1847, any stability in his
life disappeared and he himself was dead two years later,
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found unconscious in the street after a session of heavy

drinking.
BACKGROUND AND THEMES

Horror stories are as popular today as they were when the
genre was at its height of popularity some two hundred
years ago. Now we can find horror not only in books and
plays, but also in films and comics and on the Internet.
But in nineteenth-century Europe it was of course through
books that people enjoyed the excitement and thrills of
the horror story.
In the early part of the nineteenth century, Mary Shelley
published her novel Frankenstein (1818). From this time
until the latter part of the century when Bram Stokers
Dracula was published, there was no shortage of novels
and short stories telling tales of terror, murder, mystery
and suspense. Some of the great writers of the nineteenth
century concentrated much of their efforts in this
direction, among them Charles Dickens, Robert Louis
Stevenson and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
At the beginning of the nineteenth century on the other
side of the Atlantic, the novel was struggling to make its
mark on the United States. The USA was still a very young
country at that time, having only become independent in
1776. Remarkably little in the way of American literature
had been produced before Independence. The novel had
always been regarded with suspicion by the leading
thinkers of the country, most of whom were Puritans with
strict moral values. They considered the novel to be a
potentially dangerous thing, with the power to have a bad
influence on young people. Moreover, there was a strong
tendency to look down on authors writing in the English
language who were not living and publishing their work in
Great Britain. Irving Washington was the best-known
writer writing in English and living outside Great Britain.
He freely admitted to borrowing heavily from European
literature and based one of his most famous stories, Rip
Van Winkle, on a folk tale from Germany.
Early American novelists tended to be cautious. Many of
them aimed to please Puritans and publishers alike by
putting morals before plot. One such writer was Charles
Brockden Brown (1771-1810), but the books he published
THE BLACK CAT AND OTHER STORIES
n their strange atmosphere and the fantastic

events they describe, the four stories in this
collection are typical of Edgar Allan Poes tales:
part horror story, part romantic poetry. In The Black Cat,
one of Poes most famous stories, the evil done by an
originally good man comes back to him in the terrible
revenge of his once-loved cat. In The Oval Portrait, a
traveller comes across a remarkably life-like painting of a
woman in a mountain castle. He also finds a book, which
tells him the portraits horrible secret. Berenice is the
weird story of a strange mans proposal of marriage to his
cousin, and her terrible fate at his hands. In The Mask of
the Red Death, another famous story, a prince tries to
escape a horrible epidemic by locking the doors of his
castle - but of course fails.

T e a c h e rs n o t e s
at the turn of the century were different from his others in
one respect - he included an element of horror in them. A
little later, Nathaniel Hawthorne (1804-1864) wrote novels
and collections of short stories concerning themselves
with evil and the darker side of the human soul.
Edgar Allan Poe was influenced by both Brockden

Brown and Hawthorne, who was a contemporary of his.
The most successful of Poes stories were in the tradition
of Gothic fiction, and combine terror and guilt in a lyrical
style that reminds us that he was a great poet, too. He
also wrote some of the first science-fiction stories; and in
his character C. Auguste Dupin, he virtually created the
modern detective story. In addition, he was one of the
most feared critics in America.
It is typical of Poes tragic life that he died just as people
were starting to read him in ever-increasing numbers and
he was becoming famous. After his death, his reputation
continued to grow, especially in Europe, and for well over
a century he has been one of the most widely-read
authors in any language.
Communicative activities
The following teacher-led activities cover the same
sections of text as the exercises at the back of the reader,
and supplement those exercises. For supplementary
exercises covering shorter sections of the book, see the
photocopiable Students Activities pages of this Factsheet.
These are primarily for use with class readers but, with the
exception of discussion and pair/groupwork questions,
can also be used by students working alone in a selfaccess centre.
ACTIVITIES BEFORE READING THE BOOK

1 Ask students if they like stories (in books or films)
which frighten them. Why/Why not? Ask them what the
most frightening story they know is. Can the class
agree on one story?
2 Ask students to look up mad and horror in their
dictionaries. Then tell them that Edgar Allan Poe led a
difficult life and believed that he was mad. Ask
students to talk about the following:
- Is it necessary for a writer to be mad to be able to
write real horror stories?
- Do the readers of horror stories like the stories more
if they too have a difficult life?
- Can horror stories be dangerous for some people?
ACTIVITIES AFTER READING A SECTION

The Black Cat
1 Put students into small groups. Ask them to discuss
these questions. Ask them to look up superstitious in
their dictionaries.
(a) Are black cats evil in your culture?
(b) Are you superstitious? If so, what about? If not,
why not?
2 Put students into pairs. Ask them to discuss:

The Black Cat begins: You are not going to believe
this story, but it is a true story .... Do you think this is
a good way to start a story which is impossible to
believe? Does it make the story seem more or less
easy to believe?
The Oval Portrait

1 Put students into small groups. They tell the story.
Each student says one sentence, until the story is
finished. They try to do it in three minutes.
2 Put students into small groups. Ask them to make up a
story for one of the other pictures in the room. One
person in the group tells their story to the class. The
class decides which story is best.
Berenice
Put students into groups of four people. Ask them to roleplay a conversation between two policemen/women and
two of Egaeuss servants. The policemen/women ask
questions and the servants explain what happened.

Put students into pairs. They role-play a conversation
between a newspaper reporter and the stranger in the
mask. Reporters ask questions like Why did you go to the
Princes party?.
ACTIVITIES AFTER READING THE BOOK

Put students into small groups. Ask them to look up
vampire and ghost in their dictionaries, and then to
discuss these questions:
(a) What do you most like to find in horror stories murder, vampires, ghosts, etc.?
(b) Do you think Poes stories are better as books or as
films? What can you do with a film that you cant do
with a book? Think of five things, for example music,
and make a list.
Then compare lists as a class.
Glossary
It will be useful for students to know the following new words. They
are practised in the Before You Read sections of exercises at the
back of the book. (Definitions are based on those in the Longman
Active Study Dictionary.)
The Black Cat
axe (n) this is like a big knife; people use it to cut down trees
bury (v) to put somebody who is dead under the ground
cellar (n) a room under the ground in a house
evil (adj) very, very bad and doing bad things
horrible (adj) very unpleasant
horror (n) great fear
mad (adj) ill in the mind
object (n) a thing that you can touch
plaster (n) this is put on walls to make them smooth
servant (n) somebody who works for a person in their house
The Oval Portrait
decorate (v) to put paint or paper on the walls of a house
oval (adj) with a shape like an egg
portrait (n) a painting of a person
mask (n) this is worn over someones face to hide it
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Students can do these exercises alone or with one or more
other students. Pair/group-only activities are marked.
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3
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Activities before reading the book

6
Try to answer these questions, then look in the
Introduction at the front of the book to find the answers.
(i)
(a) When did Edgar Allan Poe live?

(i) 1809-1849, (ii) 1919-1959, (iii) 1950-1990
(b) Which country did he come from?
(i) England (ii) The United States
I caught the cat and hung him by his neck from a

tree until he was dead.
2 Talk about this question with another student. Can

you agree?
Was the second cat Pluto?
Activities while reading the book
THE OVAL PORTRAIT
THE BLACK CAT
Before reading the story
Look at the picture at the beginning of the story. Guess

which of these words you will read in the story:
Look at the picture on the front of the book. What words

does a black cat make you think of? Write them down
and then talk about them with another student.
At the middle of page 6

Which of the words below describe the people or animals
in the story?
good kind clever brave happy loving sick bad
The story-teller:
His wife:
paint, photographer, beautiful, electricity, afraid

Talk about your answers with another student. Try to
agree. When youve read the story, check back to see if
you were right.
At page 14, line 8

1 Whats happening in the story? Why do you think the
story-teller closes his eyes? Who do you think the
woman in the portrait is? Talk about your ideas with
another student. Can you agree?
The second cat:
2 What do you think is going to happen next? Discuss

your ideas with another student.
After reading the story
Page 14, line 8 to the end of the story
1 All of these sentences are in the story. Put them in the

same order as they are in the story.
1 Answer these questions.
Pluto:
(a) But the more I hated the cat, the more he

seemed to love me.
(b) . . . I pulled her hand away from my wrist, lifted
the tool again, brought it down hard and buried it
in the top of her head.
(c) It was the shape of a large cat, hanging by its
neck.
(d) It was that evil enemy of Man called Drink who
was changing me.
(e) I put my hand up, touched it, and found that it
was a black cat - a very large one, as large as
Pluto.
(f) I knocked hard on the part of the wall where my
wife was.
(g) I took my knife from my pocket, held the poor
animal by his neck and cut out one of his eyes.
(h) And there was the cat, standing on her head, his
red mouth wide open in a scream, and his one
gold eye shining like fire.
PREINTERMEDIATE
(a) What is strange about the portrait?

(b) Why does the story-teller again pick up the book
by his bed?
(c) Why did the beautiful woman hate her husbands
paintings?
(d) What happens to the woman when her husband
is painting her?
(e) Why does she die?
2 Continue to write the story, beginning like this: I put
the book down, and looked at the portrait again. Now
something was happening to the portrait. I was even
more afraid than before, because now...
BERENICE
Look at the picture on page 18, and the words below it.
Write down five words that you think you will read in the
story. Talk about them with another student. When you
have read the story, check back to see if you were right.
(iii) Australia (iv) Scotland
(j)
There, on his front, was the shape of an object I

am almost too afraid to name ... It was that
terrible machine of pain and death - yes, the
GALLOWS!

Students activities
At page 20, line 16
At the bottom of page 31
Write down the three best words to describe Egaeus and

the three best to describe Berenice. Then write
sentences to describe Egaeus and Berenice. In what
ways are they different?
At the top of page 24

(a) Why does Berenice change so much?
(b) What is wrong with Egaeus?
(c) Why does Egaeus ask Berenice to marry him?
2 Work with another student.

Look at the beginnings of newspaper stories below.
Which newspaper story, if any, do you think says what
is going to happen in the story? Look up vampire in
your dictionary.
A Berenice drinks blood
(a) What is the Red Death?

(b) Why did the prince take 1000 friends to his
house in the forest?
(c) Why did he throw the key into the lake?
(d) What did the Prince do five months later?
2 Mark true() or false (x).
The Princes house has:
(a) servants ___
(b) a high wall outside ____
(c) only seven rooms ____
Each of the seven rooms has:
(d) different furniture ______
Beautiful woman is really vampire.
(e) lamps ____
A man died in a strange old house yesterday...
(f)
B Man kills girl because of her teeth

Police took a man away from his home yesterday
after he killed his cousin because of her teeth. I
am a murderer, he said. But I did it because her
teeth were so bad. I saw them for the first time last
night...
C Man takes out girls teeth
A very strange thing happened at the big house on
the hill last night. A man took out all his cousins
teeth. I wanted them, he said...

(a) Why does Egaeus want Berenices teeth?
(b) When does the servant girl tell Egaeus that
Berenice is dead?
(c) When does Egaeus next wake up?
(d) How many hours cant he remember?
(e) What is in the box on the table? Whose are they?
2 Were you right about question 2, the newspaper
stories, above? Talk to other students. Were they
right?
THE MASK OF THE RED DEATH

1 Look at the picture on page 28. Guess when this
story happens.
(a) before 1600, (b)1700-1800, (c) 1800-1900
a clock _____
(g) windows the same colour as everything inside

it _____
(h) When the clock makes a sound each hour, the
dancers stop dancing and have strange
thoughts. ________
3 Talk to another student.
How are the seven rooms going to be important in the
story? Try to guess.
Page 32 to the end of the story

(a) Why was everybody dressed so strangely at the
party?
(b) Why did people look at the tall masked man with
anger and horror?
(c) Who killed the Prince?
(d) Why did everybody die?
2 Talk with another student.
What do you think is the importance of the clock in
this story?
Activities after reading the book

Which story frightened you most? Put them in order, from
most frightening to least frightening.
The Black Cat, The Oval Portrait, Berenice,
2 Think about the title of the story. Why do you think the
Prince is throwing the key into the lake? Make some
guesses.
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Answers to book activities
1 Open answers
2 evil, horrible, horror, mad
3 a He killed her with an axe and then buried
her body in the ground.
b The servant made the beds and cleaned
the rooms.
c The plaster on the wall was wet because
it was new.
d She went down to the cellar and saw a
black object near the door.
4 a Because he starts to drink too much.
b Because Pluto doesnt love him any more
and he is angry. He wants to do an evil
thing.
c Somebody probably threw the dead cat
through the mans window. The cats
body went into the plaster and then
burned, leaving the black shape.
d On top of a cupboard in a drinkinghouse. He is afraid of the new cat
because it only has one eye like Pluto; it
never leaves him alone; and it has the
shape of the gallows on its front.
e Inside a wall in the cellar. They find her
because the man knocks on the wall and
the cat cries out from behind the wall.
5-7 Open answers
8 a Wrong. The house has several rooms, is
richly decorated, and has many pictures.
b Right
c Right
d Wrong. His painting is more important
than anything in the world.
e Right
f Right
9 Open answers
10 Open answers
11 e Egaeus is born in the library but his
mother dies.
b Egaeus and Berenice grow up together.
d One day Berenice comes to Egaeus in
the library.
c Egaeus cannot stop thinking about
Berenices teeth.
f The servants bury Berenice soon after
dark.
a The servants find Berenices body, and
she is alive.
12-14 Open answers
15 The rooms are not in a straight line. Walking
through them you come to a turn every
twenty or thirty yards. So you could only ever
see into one other room at a time. In every
room there are two tall and narrow windows,
one on either side. There is coloured glass in
these windows. The clock is against the far
wall of the black room.
The first room is blue.
The second room is purple.
The third room is green.
The fourth room is orange.
The fifth room is white.
The sixth room is yellow.
The seventh room is black with red windows.
16 The stranger is the Red Death. Everybody is
afraid because he is wearing the mask of the
Red Death.
17-20 Open answers
Answers to Factsheet activities

Communicative activities
Open answers
level
PRE-INTERMEDIATE
(d) For five or six hours, from when night

was falling until midnight
(e) 32 teeth. Berenices teeth.
2 Open answers
Students activities
Activities before reading the book
(a)(i), (b)(ii)
1 (a)
2 Open answers
Activities while reading the book
At the bottom of page 31
The Black Cat

Open answers
At the middle of page 6
Open answers
1 (d), (g), (j), (c), (e), (a), (i), (b), (f), (h)
2 Open answers
The Oval Portrait

The words photographer and electricity are not
in the story.
At page 14, line 8
1 Open answers
2 Open answer
Page 14, line 8 to the end of the story
1 (a) The woman in the portrait looks alive.
(b) To read the story of the portrait.
(c) Because her husbands paintings were
more important to him than she was.
(d) She becomes more and more pale and
ill. The painting becomes more and more
alive.
(e) She dies because the painting is finished.
The painting becomes alive and so she
dies.
2 Open answers
1 (a) a terrible illness

(b) so that they could get away from the Red
Death
(c) so that nobody could get in or out of the
house
(d) five months later the Prince wanted to
have a party
2 (a) true
(b) true,
(c) false (there were more rooms)
(d) true
(e) false (there were no lamps)
(f) false (only the black room has a clock),
(g) false (the black room has red windows),
(h) true
3 Open answers
Page 32 to the end of the story
1 (a) Because the Prince chose the way
everyone was dressed, and the Prince
was strange.
(b) They looked at him with anger because
he was wearing black, which made them
think of death and they were trying to get
away from that. They looked at him with
horror because he was wearing a red
mask which looked like a dead man. This
frightened them because it was the mask
of the Red Death.
(c) The masked man.
(d) Because the masked man was Red
Death, which killed them.
2 Open answers
Activities after reading the book
Open answers
Berenice
Open answers
At page 20, line 16
Open answer
At the top of page 24
1 (a) Because she has some very bad
illnesses.
(b) He has a type of monomania. He cant
stop thinking about one thing.
(c) Because he feels sorry for her. He knows
that she loves him.
2 Story C is what happens.
1 (a) Because of his monomania. He cant
stop thinking about them. He thinks that
only the teeth can stop him going mad.
(b) When night was falling
(c) At midnight
Teachers notes
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Edgar Allan Poe
The Black Cat

In The Black Cat, one of Poes most famous stories, the evil
done by an originally good man comes back to him in the
terrible revenge of his once-loved cat.
The Oval Portrait

In The Oval Portrait, a traveller comes across a remarkably
life-like painting of a woman in a mountain castle. He also
finds a book, which tells him the portraits horrible secret.
Berenice
Berenice is a weird story of a strange mans proposal of
marriage to his cousin, and her terrible fate at his hands.
About the author

The American poet, fiction writer and critic, Edgar Allan
Poe (180949), was responsible for some of the most
unforgettable stories of terror ever written. They were the
products of the mind of an unstable man, who lived a
short and unhappy life.
Poe was born in January 1809 in Boston, USA. His life
began tragically, as both of his parents had died by the
time he was two. He went to live with a family, the Allans,
who became his foster parents. He went to good schools
and university, but had to leave university early because he
fell out with his foster father, who never really understood
him. Poe was deeply upset; his relationship with his foster
father worsened, and Poe left home forever.
Poe showed early literary promise, finding a publisher for
his first collection of poetry, Tamerlane and Other Poems,
before he was twenty years old. After a spell in the army he
started on a career in journalism and began writing short
stories. He married when he was twenty-six. Despite being
a good, hard-working editor and also producing articles
and short stories all the time, Poe never had much money,
and much of what he did have was spent on alcohol.
When Poes wife died young in 1847, any stability in his
life disappeared and he himself was dead two years later,
found unconscious in the street after a session of heavy
drinking.
Summary
In their strange atmosphere and the fantastic events they
describe, the four stories in this collection are typical of
Edgar Allan Poes tales: part horror story, part romantic
poetry.
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In The Mask of the Red Death, another famous story, a

prince tries to escape a horrible epidemic by locking the
doors of his castle but of course fails.
Background and themes

Horror stories are as popular today as they were when the
genre was at its height of popularity some two hundred
years ago. Now we can find horror not only in books and
plays, but also in films and comics and on the Internet.
But in nineteenth century Europe it was of course through
books that people enjoyed the excitement and thrills of the
horror story.
In the early part of the nineteenth century, Mary Shelley
published her novel Frankenstein (1818). From this time
until the latter part of the century when Bram Stokers
Dracula was published, there was no shortage of novels
and short stories telling tales of terror, murder, mystery
and suspense. Some of the great writers of the nineteenth
century concentrated much of their efforts in this
direction, among them Charles Dickens, Robert Louis
Stevenson and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
At the beginning of the nineteenth century on the other
side of the Atlantic, the novel was struggling to make its
mark on the United States. The USA was still a very young
country at that time, having only become independent in
1776. Remarkably little in the way of American literature
had been produced before Independence. The novel
had always been regarded with suspicion by the leading
thinkers of the country, most of whom were Puritans with
strict moral values. They considered the novel to be a
potentially dangerous thing, with the power to have a bad
influence on young people. Moreover, there was a strong
tendency to look down on authors writing in the English
language who were not living and publishing their work
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in Great Britain. Irving Washington was the best-known
writer writing in English and living outside Great Britain.
He freely admitted to borrowing heavily from European
literature and based one of his most famous stories, Rip
Van Winkle, on a folk tale from Germany.
Early American novelists tended to be cautious. Many
of them aimed to please Puritans and publishers alike
by putting morals before plot. One such writer was
Charles Brockden Brown (17711810), but the books
he published at the turn of the century were different
from his others in one respect he included an element
of horror in them. A little later, Nathaniel Hawthorne
(18041864) wrote novels and collections of short stories
concerning themselves with evil and the darker side of the
human soul.
Edgar Allan Poe was influenced by both Brockden Brown
and Hawthorne, who was a contemporary of his. The
most successful of Poes stories were in the tradition of
Gothic fiction, and combine terror and guilt in a lyrical
style that reminds us that he was a great poet, too. He
also wrote some of the first science-fiction stories; and in
his character C. Auguste Dupin, he virtually created the
modern detective story. In addition, he was one of the
most feared critics in America.
It is typical of Poes tragic life that he died just as people
were starting to read him in ever-increasing numbers and
he was becoming famous. After his death, his reputation
continued to grow, especially in Europe, and for well over
a century he has been one of the most widely-read authors
in any language.
Discussion activities
The Black Cat, pages 111
Before reading
1 Discuss: Talk about the beginning of the story.
Have students read the first sentence of the story:
You are not going to believe this story, but it is a true
story Then have a whole-class discussion using the
following questions.
Do you think this is a good way to start a story which
is impossible to believe?
Does it make the story seem more or less easy to
believe?
After reading
2 Discuss: Talk about Pluto and the second cat.
Have students work in pairs and discuss the following
question. Later, ask some pairs to share their opinions
with the rest of the class.
Is the second cat Pluto? What do you think?
3 Discuss: Talk about superstition.

superstition and superstitious in their dictionaries.
Then ask them to discuss these questions.
Are black cats evil in your culture?
Can you think of some examples of superstition in
your culture?
Are you superstitious? If so, what about? If not, why
not?
The Oval Portrait, pages 1317

Before reading
4 Discuss: Put students into small groups. Have them
look at the picture on page 12. Ask them to guess
which of these words they will read in the story:
house, horse, paint, photographer, sad, beautiful,
electricity, afraid. Later, ask each group to share their
conclusions with the rest of the class.
While reading
5 Pair work: Stop reading at page 14, line 8.
Put students into pairs. Have them ask and answer
the following questions and see if they can agree with
each other.
Whats happening in the story?
Why do you think the story-teller closes his eyes?
Who do you think the woman in the portrait is?
What do you think is going to happen next?
After reading
6 Check: Have students revisit the list of words from
the Activity 4. Have them see if they were right. Ask
them to add some more words which are important
in the story.
7 Retell: Put students into small groups. Have each
group retell the story. Each student says one sentence,
until the story is finished. Encourage them to try to
do it in three minutes.
8 Write: Have students work in pairs or small groups.
Prompt students to continue the story. Give them the
sentences beginning like this: I put the book down,
and looked at the portrait again. Now something was
happening to the portrait. I was even more afraid
than before, because now When they are ready,
ask some students to read out their stories or make
a classroom wall display so that everyone can read
them.
9 Group work: Create a story.
Put students into small groups. Ask them to make up
a story for one of the other pictures in the room. One
person in the group tells their story to the class. The
class decides which story is best.
Berenice, pages 1927

Before reading
10 Guess: Put students into small groups. Have them
look at the picture on page 18 and the words below
it. Have each group to come up with five words that
they think they will read in the story. Ask each group
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to read out the list of words and write them on the
board. According to the number of times each word
appears on the board, decide on the most popular five
words. Ask them to keep the words in mind while
reading.
While reading
11 Discuss: Talk about Egaeus and Berenice.
Stop reading at page 20, line 16. Put students into
small groups. Have them discuss and choose the three
best words to describe Egaeus and the three best to
describe Berenice. Later, ask each group to share their
words with the rest of the class.
12 Predict: Stop reading at the top of page 24. Put
students into small groups. Have them read the
beginnings of newspaper stories below. Encourage
them to choose one newspaper story that says what
is going to happen in the story. Pre-teach the word
vampire if necessary or let students look it up their
dictionaries.
Berenice drinks blood
Beautiful woman is really vampire. A man died in a
strange old house yesterday
Man kills girl because of her teeth
Police took a man away from his home yesterday after he
killed his cousin because of her teeth. I am a murderer,
he said. But I did it because her teeth were so bad. I saw
them for the fist time last night.
Man takes out girls teeth
A very strange thing happened at the big house on the
hill last night. A man took out all his cousins teeth.
I wanted them, he said
After reading
13 Check: Have students go back to the three stories in
the activity 12. Have them check if they were right.
14 Check: Have students go back to the list of five
words that they predict before reading the story
(Activity 10). Ask them to check to see if they were
right. Then tell them to add more words to the list.
15 Role play: Put students into groups of four. Ask them
to role-play a conversation between two police officers
and two of Egaeuss servants. The police officers ask
questions and servants explain what happened.
16 Discuss: Put students into small groups. Draw their
attention to the beginning of the story, and have them
exchange their opinions.
Look at page 19. Egaeus says, I know I lived another
life before the one I am living now. I can remember
another time, like a dream without shape or body:
a world of eyes, sweet sad sounds and silent shadows.
I woke up from that long night, my eyes opened, and
I saw the light of day again here in this room full
of thoughts and dreams. What does he mean? What
do you think he is talking about? Can you believe what
he is saying?
The Mask of the Red Death, pages 29 36

Before reading
17 Guess: Have students look at the picture on page 28.
Ask them to guess when this story happens. Give
them the following choices: before 1600, 17001800,
18001900. Then put students in small groups.
Have them make some guesses using the following
question.
Why do you think this man is throwing the key into
the lake?
After reading
18 Discuss: Talk about the tall masked man.
Put students into small groups. Have them discuss the
following questions.
Who is the tall masked man?
Why is everyone afraid of him?
19 Role play: Put students into pairs. Have them act
out a conversation between a newspaper reporter and
the stranger in the mask. Prompt students to start a
conversation with the reporter asking questions like
Why did you go to the Princes party?
Extra activities
20 Discuss: Talk about horror stories.
vampire and ghost in their dictionaries, and then to
discuss the following questions.
What do you most like to find in horror stories
murder, vampires, ghosts, etc.?
What is the most frightening story you know?
Do you like horror stories?
21 Discuss: Books or films?
Put students into small groups. Have them imagine
that there are films of Poes stories. Have them discuss
the following questions.
Do you think Poes stories are better as books or as
films?
What can you do with a film that you cant do with
a book?
Later ask each group to share their opinions with the
rest of the class.
22 Project: Edgar Allan Poes life
Give students an opportunity to find information on
Edgar Allan Poe using outside resources, e.g. library
books, the Internet, etc as well as the Introduction in
the book. Divide the students into groups and they
can make posters to display the information they
found out. This could be simply his biography, the
types of his work or his famous poems. Then each
group can make a presentation using their poster.
Vocabulary activities
For the Word List and vocabulary activities, go to
www.penguinreaders.com.
Activity worksheets
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While reading
The Black Cat, pages 111
1 Which of the words below describe the people
or animals in the story?
bad brave clever evil friendly good
happy horrible kind loving selfish sick
a The story-teller: ..
b The story-tellers wife: .
c Pluto: ..
d The second cat: ..
2 Put these sentences in the correct order, 110.
The first half of the story: (15)
a I searched for another black cat, of the
same size and type as Pluto.
c
b For years, he and I lived happily together,
the best of friends.
c
c I saw a black shape in the new white
plaster.
c
d I caught the cat and hung him by his
neck from a tree until he was dead.
c
e I took my knife from my pocket, held
the poor animal by his neck and cut out
one of his eyes.
c
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f And there was the cat, standing on her
head, his red mouth wide open in a scream,
and his one gold eye shining like fire.
c
g But the more I hate the cat, the more he
seemed to love me.
c
h I knocked hard on the part of the wall
where my wife was.
c
i Pluto didnt have a white hair anywhere
on his body; this cat had a large white
shape on his front.
c
j I took the axe and tried to cut the animal
into two. But as I brought the axe down,
my wife stopped my arm with her hand. c
The Oval Portrait, pages 1317
3 Something is wrong in these sentences. Cross
out the wrong part of the sentences and
correct them.
a It was a sad and strangely ugly house, many
hundreds of years old.

b He helped me to lie down on the sofa.

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c I asked Pedro to light the candle beside the
bed.

d I began to look at the maps on the walls, and
as I did so I read a small book.

e The picture was a portrait. It was square in
shape, and showed the head and shoulders of
a young woman.

4 Choose the right answers.
1 What is strange about the portrait?
a The woman in the portrait looks beautiful.
b The woman in the portrait looks alive.
c The woman in the portrait moves around.
2 Why does the story-teller again pick up the
book by his bed?
a Because he fell in love with the portrait.
b Because he didnt want to look at the
portrait again.
c To read the story of the portrait.
3 Why did the beautiful woman hate her
husbands paintings?
a Because her husbands paintings were more
important to him than she was.
b Because her husbands paintings were more
beautiful than she was.
c Because her husbands paintings made her
unhealthy.
4 What happened to the woman when her
husband was painting her?
a She couldnt smile any more.
b She became more and more pale and ill.
c All of the above.
5 What happened to the woman when her
husband finished the portrait?
a She had no face.
b She didnt love her husband anymore.
c She was dead.

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5 Are these sentences true (T) or not true (NT)?
a Egaeus is from an old family.
c
b Egaeus lives in the house of his fathers.
c
c Egaeus father died in the library.
c
d Egaeus doesnt like the library.
c
e Egaeus has a friend called Berenice.
c
f Berenices bright young days ended
because she became old.
c
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g Egaeus had an illness of the mind.
c
h Egaeus loved Berenice, but she never
loved him.
c
i Berenice died of epilepsy.
c
a Why does Berenice change so much?

b What is wrong with Egaeus?

c Why does Egaeus ask Berenice to marry him?

d Why does Egaeus want Berenices teeth?

e When does the servant girl tell Egaeus that
Berenice is dead?

The Mask of the Red Death, pages 2936

7 Are these sentences right (3) or wrong (7)?
1 If you have the Red Death:
a you have burning pains in your eyes. c
b everything begins to turn round and
round inside your stomach.
c
c you begin to bleed all over your body
but most of all through your face.
c
d you have about half a year to live.
c
2 The Princes house in the middle of a forest
has:
a servants.
c
b a high wall around it.
c
c only seven rooms.
c
d a lot of keys.
c
3 Each of the seven rooms has:
a different furniture.
c
b lamps.
c
c
c a clock.
d windows the same colour as everything
inside it.
c
4 The seven rooms are different colours:
a The first room is blue.
c
b The second room is pink.
c
c The third room is yellow.
c
d The fourth room is orange.
c
e The fifth room is white.
c
f The six room is green.
c
g The seventh room is black with grey
windows.
c
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8 Choose the correct answer.
1 Why was everybody dressed so strangely at
the party?
a Because the Prince chose the way everyone
was dressed.
b Because the Prince was strange.
c All of the above.
2 Why did people look at the tall masked man
with anger and horror?
a Because he was wearing black, which made
them think of death.
b Because he was wearing a red mask which
looked like a dead man.
c All of the above.
3 Who killed the Prince?
a One of his friends.
b One of the servants.
c The tall masked man.
4 Why did everybody die?
a Because they were very scared.
b Because the Prince was killed.
c Because the tall masked man was the Red
Death.
After reading
9 Write a sentence using these words.
a anger

b evil

c horror

d mad

10 Write one more sentence to continue the story.
a The Black Cat : The policemen looked at me.
b The Oval Portrait: When I finished reading

the book, the portrait started to talk.

c Berenice : The servant called the police.

d The Mask of the Red Death : A hundred years

later, someone came to this house.

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Progress test
LEVEL 3

1 The Black Cat: Complete each sentence with a
word from the box. You can use the same word
more than once.
angry axe cellar evil horror
mad object plaster several
a Some people believe that all black cats are
.
b I was often suddenly about unimportant
things.
c Someone else was in my body: someone evil, and
with drink!
d The next morning, my mind was full of pain and
when I woke up.
e I realised why this wall didnt burn: because there
was new on it.
f I looked at the shape in complete .
g I noticed a black on top of a cupboard.
h The cat pressed the side of his head against my
hand times.
i I took the and tried to cut the animal
into two.
j I decided to hide the body in one of the walls of the
.
2 The Oval Portrait: Match the two parts of the
sentences.
1 I was so badly hurt
2 After dark, I could not sleep
3 I looked and read for a long time, and
4 My eyes became more and more tired, and soon
5 I saw more pictures, and
6 It was almost impossible to believe
7 Quickly, I looked through the book until
a I found it hard to read the words on the page.
b because of the pain.
c I found the story of the oval portrait.
d that she was just paint that she wasnt alive!
e that I would die if we stayed out all night.
f among them there was a portrait of a young
woman.
g the hours passed quickly.
3 Berenice: Circle the correct words in italics.
a Egaeus favourite room is the library / sitting room.
b Egaius was born in the library / richly decorated
room.
c Berenice and Egaeus were lovers / cousins.
d Berenice was always shining like a bright / evil new
sun when she was young.
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e Berenice ran over the hills under the great blue sky
while Egaeus studied at school / in the library.
f Berenice became ill. The first illness caused
two / several other illnesses to follow.
g Egaeus became ill. He could lose himself in the
useless study of even the simplest or most ordinary
subject / object.
h Egaeus asked Berenice to marry him because he
loved her / felt so sorry for her.
i Egaeus thought, Berenice was like an angel / a
stranger to me, only a weak shadow of the woman
I remembered.
j Berenice made a strange smile, and it was then that
Egaeus saw her eyes / teeth.
k We are ready to bury / burn her now, said the
servant girl.
l Berenice wasnt dead / alive.
4 The Mask of the Red Death: Choose the right
answers.
1 What is the Red Death?
a An old ship.
b A terrible illness.
c A small pub.
2 Why did the prince take 1,000 friends to his house
in the forest?
a so that they could have a fight.
b so that they could enjoy the walking in the
forest and listening to the birds singing.
c so that they could get away from the Red Death.
3 Why did he throw the key into the lake?
a so that nobody could get in or out of the house.
b so that he would die in the house.
c because he didnt like the key.
4 What did the Prince want to do five months
later?
a He wanted to have an unusual party.
b He wanted to marry a beautiful girl.
c He wanted to have great furniture.
5 Which room has a very large clock?
a The blue room.
b The black room.
c The red room.
6 What happened when the clock made a deep,
strange, musical sound?
a The musician was killed.
b The dancers fell down onto the floor.
c The whole party stopped.
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Answer keys
LEVEL 3
PENGUIN READERS

Book key
1 a servant, stranger
b anger, horror
c portrait, mask
d axe, lamp
2 a a man kills his black cat
b a beautiful young woman
c a death mask
d horror
e the last few months
3 Open answers
4 1 f 2 b 3 h 4 a 5 c 6 g 7 d 8 e
5 a 7 b 3 c 3 d 3 e 7 f 3 g 3
6 9 Open answers
10 a lamp b horror c work d time
e unhealthy f mad g alive h dies
11 a She has begun to hate her husbands paintings
because they keep him away from her.
b She has become weak and sad.
c She has died.
12 a surprise and excitement at first, then fear and
horror
b love
c He loves her, but he loves his work more.
d He cannot think of anything or anyone except his
portrait until it is finished. We can only guess
how he feels after that.
13 14 Open answers
15 a f b i c g d h e j
16 a monomania b dream c marry d teeth
e servant f buried g blood
17 a in the middle of his life
b often goes out
c object
d loves
e she is not dead
f without any teeth
18 22 Open answers
23 a feel everything turning round and round.
b bloody.
c nobody can come in or out of the house.
d each decorated in a different colour.
B not the same colour as the room.
24 a No b Yes c Yes d No e No
25 37 Open answers
Discussion activities key

1 Possible answers:
I think this is a good way to start a story because you
are ready to read something unrealistic.
I think it makes the story seem less easy to believe.
2 Possible answers:
I think the second cat is Pluto.
I think Plutos ghost is inside the second cat.
I dont think the second cat is Pluto. Pluto was killed!
3 Possible answers:
Black cats are evil in my culture.
Black cats are good luck in my culture.
If you see a spider at night, it will bring bad news;
if you see a spider in the morning, it will bring good
news.
Number 4 is bad luck in my culture.
Its a bad luck to open an umbrella indoors.
I am not superstitious. I open my wet umbrella inside
my flat. Where can I dry it otherwise?
4 Open answers
Note: The words photographer and electricity are
not in the story.
5 Possible answers:
The story-teller saw a portrait of a young woman, and
he closes his eyes because it was a shock.
I think he was very surprised and needed to time to
think.
He closed his eyes to calm himself.
I think she is the owner of the house.
I think she is a ghost.
Probably the portrait will start to talk to the storyteller.
Perhaps the young womans eyes follow the story-teller.
6 9 Open answers
10 Possible words:
library, books, house, old, evil, ghost, dark, candles,
windows, heavy
11 Possible words:
Egaeus: weak, sick, dark, inside, heavy thoughts
Berenice: strong, healthy, bright, happy, sweet, beauty,
light
1213 The story Man takes out girls teeth is what
happens in the story.
14 15 Open answers
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16 Possible opinions:
I think what he means is that he remembers his
previous life.
I dont believe in re-incarnation.
I dont remember my previous life, but I think it
sounds great if there is a previous life. You can have a
different life as a different person.
I think he means that he was a ghost before he was
born. It says without shape or body.
17 Possible answers:
It is probably before 1600.
I think he is throwing the key into the lake to lock up
someone.
I think its because he is a bad person.
18 Suggested answers:
The tall masked man is the Red Death.
Everyone is afraid of him because he is wearing the
mask of the Red Death.
19 20 Open answers
21 Possible answers:
I think these stories are better as books because you can
use your imagination.
I think these stories make very good horror films.
With a film, you can use some sound effects and music.
22 Open answers
Activity worksheets key

1

2

3

4
5

Suggested answers:
a kind, loving, good, evil, bad, horrible, selfish, sick
b brave, good, kind, loving
c friendly, happy, kind, loving
d friendly, loving, clever
a 5 b 1 c 4 d 3 e 2 f 10 g 7 h 9
i 6 j 8
a ugly > beautiful
b sofa > bed
c candle > lamp
d maps > pictures
e square > oval
1 b 2 c 3 a 4 b 5 c
a T b T c NT d NT e NT f NT
g T h NT i NT
6 Suggested answers:
a Because she has some very bad illnesses.
b He has a type of monomania. He cant stop
thinking about one thing.
c Because he feels sorry for her. He knows that she
loves him.
d Because of his monomania. He cant stop thinking
about them. He thinks that only the teeth can stop
him going mad.
e When the night was falling
7 1 a 7 b 7 c 3 d 7
2 a 3 b 3 c 7 d 7
3 a 3 b 7 c 7 d 7
4 a 3 b 7 c 7 d 3 e 7 f 7 g 7
8 1 c 2 c 3 c 4 c
9 Example sentences:
a My father was filled with anger.
b My friend believes in evil spirits.
c There was a car accident, and people watched in
horror.
d I will go mad if I have to wait for a long time.
10 Open answers
Progress test key

1 a evil b angry c mad d horror e plaster
f horror g object h several i axe j cellar
2 1 e 2 c 3 g 4 a 5 f 6 d 7 c
3 a library
b library
c cousins
d bright
e in the library
f several
g object
h felt so sorry for her
i a stranger
j teeth
k bury
l dead
4 1 b 2 c 3 a 4 a 5 b 6 c
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The Black Cat

I hit my wife sometimes. And by that time, of course, I was often

wife. I even hit her sometimes. And by that time, of course, I

inside. He immediately jumped up on to the most comfortable

was that terrible machine of pain and death yes, the

no longer knew the meaning of happiness, or rest. During

* Gallows. The place where criminals are hanged.

I tried to cut the animal in two. My wife stopped my arm with

The Oval Portrait

Keeping my eyes closed, I tried to understand why. Why did I

`She was a beautiful young flower, and always so happy. Yes,

Then he turned suddenly to look at the woman he loved

Egaeus is my name. My family I will not name it is one of the

Berenice and I were cousins. She and I grew up together here

in this house. But we grew so differently. I was the weak

everything goes black, and the body jumps and shakes.

suddenly as the epilepsy began. She would just get up again as if

thinking. It was the centre of everything. It was both the subject

I watched as Berenice's lips made a strange smile that I could not

This morning? I looked out of the window Night was

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Which of the words are bad or frightening?

Now use the words to complete these sentences.

look at the picture on page 17. Describe the man.

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