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The Pit And The Pendulum
Updated: 11/19/2019
The Pit And The Pendulum
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  • I saw the lips of the black-robed judges. They appeared to me white-whiter than the sheet upon which I trace these words-and thin even to the grotesqueness; thin with the intensity of their expression of firmness-of immoveable resolution-of stern contempt of human torture.(294)
  • Up to the period when I fell I had counted fifty-two paces, and upon resuming my walk, I counted forty-eight more;-when I arrived at the rag. There were in all, then, a hundred paces; and, admitting two places to the yard, I presumed the dungeon to be fifty yards in circuit. I had met, however, with many angles in the wall, and thus I could form no guess at the shape of the vault; for vault I could not help supposing it to be.(297)
  • It was this-my chin rested upon the floor of the prison, but my lips and the upper portion of my head, although seemingly at a less elevation than the chin, touched nothing. At the same time my forehead seemed bathed in a clammy vapor, and the peculiar smell of decayed fungus arose to my nostril. I put forward my arm, and shuddered to find that I had fallen at the very brink of a circular pit...(297)
  • Down-still unceasingly- still inevitably down! I gasped and struggled at each vibration. I shrunk convulsively at its every sweep. My eyes followed its outward or upward whirls with the eagerness of the most unmeaning despair; they closed themselves spasmodically at the descent, although death would have been a relief, oh! how unspeakable! Still I quivered in every nerve to think how slight a sinking of the machinery would precipitate that keen, glistening axe upon my bosom.(302)
  • Plainly I perceived the loosening of the bandage. I knew that in more than one place it must be already severed. With a more than in more than human resolution I lay still. Nor had I erred in my calculations-nor had I endured in vain. I at length felt that I was free.(305)
  • The heat rapidly increased, and once again I looked up, shuddering as with a fit of the ague. There had been a second change in the cell-and now the change was obviously in the form...The Inquisitorial vengeance had been hurried by my twofold escape, and there was to be no more dallying with the King of Terrors.(306)
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