Cask

''It was about dusk, one evening during the supreme madness of the carnival season, 8 that I encountered my friend. He accosted me with excessive warmth, for he had been drinking much. The man wore motley He had on a tight-hitting parti-striped dress, and his head was surmounted by the conical cap and bells. I was so pleased to see him that I thought I should never have done wringing his hand.''(Poe,2)
''Amontillado!''(Poe, 2)
''The wine sparkled in his eyes and the bells jingled. My own fancy grew warm with the Medoc. We had passed through long walls of piled skeletons, with casks and puncheons 21 intermingling, into the inmost recesses of the catacombs'' (Poe, 4)
]"As I said these words I busied myself among the pile of bones of which I have before spoken. Throwing them aside, I soon uncovered a quantity of building stone and mortar. With these materials and with the aid of my trowel, I began vigorously to wall up the entrance of the niche." (Poe, 6)
“He! he! he! — he! he! he! — yes, the Amontillado. But is it not getting late? Will not they be awaiting us at the palazzo, the Lady Fortunato and the rest? Let us be gone.”(Poe, 7)

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