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Updated: 9/27/2020
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  • My dear Fortunato, you are luckily met. Howremarkably well you are looking to-day!
  • “How?” said he, “Amontillado? A pipe? Impossible!And in the middleof the carnival?”
  • “Nitre,” I replied. “How long have you had that cough?”
  • “Ugh! ugh! ugh! — ugh! ugh! ugh!
  • “Drink,” I said, presenting him the wine
  • “I drink,” he said, “to the buried that repose around us.”
  • “It is nothing,” he said; “let us go on. But first, another draught ofthe Medoc.”
  • The nitre!” I said: “see, it increases. It hangs like moss upon thevaults. We are below the river’s bed.The drops of moisture trickle amongthe bones. Come, we will go back ere it is too late. Your cough—”
  • “Yes,” I said, “let us be gone.”s“For the love of God, Montresor!”“Yes,” I said, “for the love of God!”But to these words I hearkened in vain for a reply. I grew impatient.I called aloud—“Fortunato!” No answer. I called again—“Fortunato!”
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