Updated: 8/29/2019

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  • “Come, let us go.” “Whither?” “To your vaults.”
  • “Let us go, nevertheless. The cold is merely nothing. Amontillado! You have been imposed upon. And as for Luchesi, he cannot distinguish Sherry from Amontillado.”
  • There were no attendants at home; they had absconded to make merry in honor of the time. I had told them that I should not return until the morning, and had given them explicit orders not to stir from the house. These orders were sufficient, I well knew, to insure their immediate disappearance, one and all, as soon as my back was turned.
  • “Come,” I said, with decision, “we will go back; your health is precious. You are rich, respected, admired, beloved;
  • A succession of loud and shrill screams, bursting suddenly from the throat of the chained form
  • For the half of a century no mortal has disturbed them. In pace requiescat!
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