The Cask of Amontillado


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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 cannot 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  
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