It’s that time of year again, the Carnival. I have had a sufficient amount of drinks and proudly sub mounted a conical cap with bells to resemble the facetious clown-like theme. As I was consuming more wine, I saw a familiar figure approaching me with a slight smirk. My eyes paused trying to inspect who it was; however, my slightly inebriated mind spoke: “Montresor? My, my i haven't seen you in ages!”
“My dear Fortunato, you are luckily met. How remarkably well you are looking today! But I have received a pipe of what passes for amontillado, and i have my doubts.”
“How? Amontillado? A pipe? Impossible! And in the middle of the carnival!” I was completely astonished. He had noticed the cough I had been afflicted with and had insisted that …show more content…
As for Luchesi, he is nothing but a fool"
We walked deeper into the catacombs passing long and winding staircases. We came at length to the foot of the descent, and stood together on the damp ground of the catacombs. I began to notice the rheum of intoxication of the revolting mold …show more content…
As if on cue, he presented me with a bottle of wine and raised it to his lips with a leer. “A draught of this Medoc will defend us from the damps”
“I drink,” I replied thoughtlessly; “to the buried that repose around us.”
“And I to your long life.” He continued on.
The bells on my cap echoed beyond the vaults every time I took a step. We had passed through walls of piled bones, with casks and puncheons intermingling, into the inmost recesses of the catacombs. “The nitre!” He yelled; “see, it increases. It hangs like moss upon the vaults. We are below the river’s bed. The drops of moisture trickle among the bones. Come, we will go back ere it is too late. Your cough——”
“It is nothing,” I shot back; “let us go on. But first, another draught of the Medoc.”
I took the bottle of alcohol right from Montresor’s hand and took another sip until I had emptied it at breath. Within the wall thus exposed by the displacing of the bones, we perceived a still interior recess.”
“I had hid the Amontillado in the space there for safekeeping.” He pointed out. I apprehensively ran to the small space at once to retrieve it. Unexpectedly, Montresor had seized me up against the wall. He had taken out metal cuffs and placed them between my
“My dear Fortunato, you are luckily met. How remarkably well you are looking today! But I have received a pipe of what passes for amontillado, and i have my doubts.”
“How? Amontillado? A pipe? Impossible! And in the middle of the carnival!” I was completely astonished. He had noticed the cough I had been afflicted with and had insisted that …show more content…
As for Luchesi, he is nothing but a fool"
We walked deeper into the catacombs passing long and winding staircases. We came at length to the foot of the descent, and stood together on the damp ground of the catacombs. I began to notice the rheum of intoxication of the revolting mold …show more content…
As if on cue, he presented me with a bottle of wine and raised it to his lips with a leer. “A draught of this Medoc will defend us from the damps”
“I drink,” I replied thoughtlessly; “to the buried that repose around us.”
“And I to your long life.” He continued on.
The bells on my cap echoed beyond the vaults every time I took a step. We had passed through walls of piled bones, with casks and puncheons intermingling, into the inmost recesses of the catacombs. “The nitre!” He yelled; “see, it increases. It hangs like moss upon the vaults. We are below the river’s bed. The drops of moisture trickle among the bones. Come, we will go back ere it is too late. Your cough——”
“It is nothing,” I shot back; “let us go on. But first, another draught of the Medoc.”
I took the bottle of alcohol right from Montresor’s hand and took another sip until I had emptied it at breath. Within the wall thus exposed by the displacing of the bones, we perceived a still interior recess.”
“I had hid the Amontillado in the space there for safekeeping.” He pointed out. I apprehensively ran to the small space at once to retrieve it. Unexpectedly, Montresor had seized me up against the wall. He had taken out metal cuffs and placed them between my