cask of amontillado
نص القصة المصورة
- Here comes that rascal Fortunato
- "To your vaults"
- "Come, let us go."
- "Wither?"
- "The thousand injuries of Fortunato I have borne as I best could; but when he ventured upon insult, I vowed revenge."
- “My dear Fortunato, you are luckily met. How remarkably well you are looking to-day! But I have received a pipe of what passes for Amontillado, and I have my doubts.” “How?” said he. “Amontillado? A pipe? Impossible! And in the middle of the carnival!”
- Enjoy yourself with some of this wine
- Thus speaking, Fortunato possessed himself of my arm. Putting on a mask of black silk, and drawing a roquelaire closely about my person, I suffered him to hurry me to my palazzo.
- "There were no attendants at home; they had absconded to make merry in honor of the time."
- Now there will be no witnesses
- "Here I knocked off the neck of a bottle which I drew from a long row of its fellows that lay upon the mould.“ Drink,” I said, presenting him the wine."
- “These vaults,” he said, “are extensive.” “The Montresors,” I replied, “were a great and numerous family.” At the most remote end of the crypt there appeared another less spacious. Its walls had been lined with human remains piled to the vault overhead, in the fashion of thegreat catacombs of Paris.
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