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"
Proceed
,
"
I
said
;
"
herein
is
the
Amontillado
.
As
for
Luchresi
--
"
"
He
is
an
ignoramus
,
"
interrupted
my
friend
,
as
he
stepped
unsteadily
forward
,
while
I
followed
immediately
at
his
heels
.
In
niche
,
and
finding
an
instant
he
had
reached
the
extremity
of
the
niche
,
and
finding
his
progress
arrested
by
the
rock
,
stood
stupidly
bewildered
.
A
moment
more
and
I
had
fettered
him
to
the
granite
.
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
.
He
was
too
much
astounded
to
resist
.
Withdrawing
the
key
I
stepped
back
from
the
recess
.
"
Pass
your
hand
,
"
I
said
,
"
over
the
wall
;
you
can
not
help
feeling
the
nitre
.
Indeed
,
it
is
very
damp
.
Once
more
let
me
implore
you
to
return
.
No
?
Then
I
must
positively
leave
you
.
But
I
must
first
render
you
all
the
little
attentions
in
my
power
.
"
"
The
Amontillado
!
"
ejaculated
my
friend
,
not
yet
recovered
from
his
astonishment
.
"
True
,
"
I
replied
;
"
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
.
With
these
materials
and
with
the
aid
of
my
trowel
,
I
began
vigorously
to
wall
up
the
entrance
of
the
niche
.
I
had
scarcely
laid
the
first
tier
of
the
masonry
when
I
discovered
that
the
intoxication
of
Fortunato
had
in
a
great
measure
worn
off
.
The
earliest
indication
I
had
of
this
was
a
low
moaning
cry
from
the
depth
of
the
recess
.
It
was
not
the
cry
of
a
drunken
man
.
There
was
then
a
long
and
obstinate
silence
.
I
laid
the
second
tier
,
and
the
third
,
and
the
fourth
;
and
then
I
heard
the
furious
vibrations
of
the
chain
.
The
noise
lasted
for
several
minutes
,
during
which
,
that
I
might
hearken
to
it
with
the
more
satisfaction
,
I
ceased
my
labours
and
sat
down
upon
the
bones
.
When
at
last
the
clanking
subsided
,
I
resumed
the
trowel
,
and
finished
without
interruption
the
fifth
,
the
sixth
,
and
the
seventh
tier
.
The
wall
was
now
nearly
upon
a
level
with
my
breast
.
I
again
paused
,
and
holding
the
flambeaux
over
the
mason-work
,
threw
a
few
feeble
rays
upon
the
figure
within
.
A
succession
of
loud
and
shrill
screams
,
bursting
suddenly
from
the
throat
of
the
chained
form
,
seemed
to
thrust
me
violently
back
.
For
a
brief
moment
I
hesitated
,
I
trembled
.
Unsheathing
my
rapier
,
I
began
to
grope
with
it
about
the
recess
;
but
the
thought
of
an
instant
reassured
me
.
I
placed
my
hand
upon
the
solid
fabric
of
the
catacombs
,
and
felt
satisfied
.
I
reapproached
the
wall
;
I
replied
to
the
yells
of
him
who
clamoured
.
I
re-echoed
,
I
aided
,
I
surpassed
them
in
volume
and
in
strength
.
I
did
this
,
and
the
clamourer
grew
still
.
It
was
now
midnight
,
and
my
task
was
drawing
to
a
close
.
I
had
completed
the
eighth
,
the
ninth
and
the
tenth
tier
.
I
had
finished
a
portion
of
the
last
and
the
eleventh
;
there
remained
but
a
single
stone
to
be
fitted
and
plastered
in
.
I
struggled
with
its
weight
;
I
placed
it
partially
in
its
destined
position
.
But
now
there
came
from
out
the
niche
a
low
laugh
that
erected
the
hairs
upon
my
head
.
It
was
succeeded
by
a
sad
voice
,
which
I
had
difficulty
in
recognizing
as
that
of
the
noble
Fortunato
.
The
voice
said
--
