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  • “And yet some fools will have it that his taste is a match for your--”
  • “Let us go, nevertheless. The cold is merely nothing. Amontillado!
  • During Carnival, I met up with my friend, Montresor. He said he had an ENTIRE cask of Amontillado! AMONTILLADO!! Of course, I suggested that I try it, just to see if it was real for him. Then, Montresor suggested that 'I' was worse a gourmet that Luchesi! So then I suggested that we go get this cask of his and set the record straight.
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  • On the journey to the Amontillado, Montresor lead me through his house! All his servants were gone, but that must be because Montresor dismissed them to go celebrate Carinival! How generous! Oh, and he handed me a torch.
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  • Montresor said the cask was in the vaults, and insisted I not go, as for my health. I persisted, desperate to get a drop of heaven. As we ventured deeper and deeper into the catacombs, the terrible smell and look of the environment really grated against my nerves. Alas, we trenched onward, and he gave me some Medoc so I could bear this putrid stench.