"It is this," I answered, producing from beneath the folds of my roquelaire a trowel."You jest," he exclaimed, recoiling a few paces. "But let us proceed to the Amontillado."
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.
Please be careful
"It was succeeded by a sad voice, which I had difficulty in recognizing as that of the noble Fortunato.The voice said "Ha! ha! ha! — he! he! he! — a very good joke, indeed — an excellent jest. We will have many a rich laugh about it at the palazzo — he! he! he! — over our wine — he! he! he!" "
"I passed down a long and winding staircase, requesting him to be cautious as he followed"
In mocking tone "AHHHH! AAAAAHHHHHH! HELP ME PLEASE!!
"My friend, no. It is not the engagement, but the severe cold with which I perceive you are afflicted. The vaults are insufferably damp. They are encrusted with nitre." "Let us go, nevertheless. The cold is merely nothing. Amontillado! You have been imposed upon. And as for Luchresi, he cannot distinguish Sherry from Amontillado.Thus speaking, Fortunato possessed himself of my arm; and putting on a mask of black silk and drawing a roquelaire closely about my person, I suffered him to hurry me to my palazzo.
No one provokes me with impunity
AHHHH! AAAAAHHHHHH! HELP ME PLEASE!!
Ha Ha! Funny Joke
In its surface were two iron staples, distant from each other about two feet, horizontally. From one of these depended a short chain, from the other a padlock. Throwing the links about his waist, it was but the work of a few seconds to secure it.
There came forth in return only a jingling of the bells. My heart grew sick; it was the dampness of the catacombs that made it so
The Dramatic Irony creates suspense because we know something is going to happen to Fortunato but he does not. We know that Montresor is planning to hurt or kill Fortunato, but Fortunato thinks they are just going to test out an wine.