"FORTUNATO HAD HURT ME A thousand times and I suffered quietly."
" I bought the best I could find. And wine, I thought, wine would give my revenge."
" We went on, deeper and deeper into the earth. Finally we arrived at a vault in which the air was so old and heavy that our lights almost died."
"Quickly I began to build the wall again, covering the hole where Fortuanto stood trembling."
As he was building the wall Amontillado could hear Fortuanto speaking. "But is it not late? Should we be going back? They will be expecting us. Let us go."
"I heard only a soft, low sound, a half-cry, of fear. My heart grew sick; it must have been the cold. I hurried to force the last stone into position. And I put the old bones again in a pile against the wall. For half a century now no human hand has touched them. May he rest in peace!"