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- A amontillado? A pipe? Impossible. In the middle of a carnival.
- My dear Fortunato, I have received a amontillado but i have my doubts.
- As you are engaged, I am on my way to Luchesi. If any one has a critical turn, it is he. He will tell me.
- Luchesi cannot tell Amontillado from sherry.
- “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 Luchesi he cannot distinguish Sherry from Amontillado
- Not much further on
- The pipe?
- we will go back; your health is precious. You are rich, respected, admired, beloved; you are happy, as once I was. You are a man to be missed. For me it is no matter. We will go back; you will be ill, and I cannot be responsible. Besides, there is Luchesi
- I shall not die of a cough
- Yes I said Let us be gone.
- he! he! yes the Amontillado. But is it not getting late? Will not they be awaiting us at the palazzo, the Lady Fortunato and the rest?
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