Resumo de The Barrel Of Amontillado

Saying this, Fortunato took ió me from the arm. The servants were not in the house. I lowered in front of long him one and winding stairs, recommending to him that he adopted precautions when following to me. Walking of my friend was vacillating, and the bells of their conical cap resonated to each one of their strides. He is further on - I answered to him -. But you observe those white festoons that shine in the walls of the cave. Saltpeter - I answered to him -. Long ago that you have that cough? Ejem! Ejem! Ejem! Ejem! Ejem! Ejem! Ejem! Ejem...! To my poor friend it was impossible to him to Answer until last minutes. - Volvámonos. Its health is precious, friend mine. You are rich, respected, admired, wanted. Volvámonos. This cough lacks importance. Truth, truth - I answered to him -. Drinks - I said to him, offering the wine to him. The bells sounded - Those caves - it said to me are very vast. - the Montresors - I answered to him - she was a great and numerous family. - a great gold foot in field of azur. The foot squashes a rampante serpent, whose teeth nail in the heel. The wine in its eyes shone and retiñían the bells. Also my fantasy because of medoc was heated. Among the walls formed by piles of skeletons, mixed with barrels and barrels, we arrived at the deepest enclosures of the catacombs. Now we are under the bed of the river. The drops of humidity filter among the bones. That cough... I broke a wine bottle of Of Serious and I offered it. Their eyes llamearon with ardent fire. The movement, a grotesco movement repeated. - Not - I answered to him. - You? Impossible! Masón? - masón - I talked back. - You joke - you said, retrocediéndo steps -. Apoyóse heavy in him and we followed our way in search of the amontillado one. We happened below a series of lowest vaults, lowered, we advanced soon, we descended later and we arrived at deep cripta, where the impurity of the air made blush more than to shine our torches. Of the quarter the bones had been retired and lay scattered by the ground, forming in a corner a pile of certain height. In vain, Fortunato, raising its consumed torch almost, tried to penetrate the depth of that enclosure. The weak light prevented us to distinguish the bottom - There he is the amontillado one. It is a ignorante - it interrupted my friend, advancing with uncertain step and followed immediately by me. In a while it arrived at the bottom of the niche, and, when finding interrupted his passage by the rock, one stopped overwhelmed and perplex. Too much it was stunned to offer resistance to me. I removed the key and I backed down, leaving the enclosure. - Certain - I talked back -, the amontillado one. Embriagado. was not already the shout of a man. I removed my sword and I began to throw thrusts by the interior of the niche. But a little while of reflection it was enough to tranquilize to me. I put the hand on the massive stone wall and breathed satisfied. I returned to approach me the wall, and answered then the shouts of that cried out. It was midnight, and already it arrived at its term my work. It had given aim to the eighth, ninth and tenth lines. It was emitted with a so sad voice, that with difficulty I identified it with the one of the Fortunato nobleman. By the love of God, Montresor! - Yes - I said -; by the love of God. I was impatient myself and I called in high voice: Fortunato! There was no answer, and I returned to call Fortunato! They did not answer to me either. I introduced a torch by the orifice that was and I dropped it in the interior. It felt a pressure in the heart, without a doubt caused by the humidity of the catacombs. I hurried to finish my work. I returned to raise the old wall of bones against the new wall. In requiescat grazes! Donanfer

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