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1063	Poe, Edgar Allan	The Cask of Amontillado			.txt	text/plain	2344	254	90	Fortunato cause to doubt my good will. man to be respected and even feared. I said to him--"My dear Fortunato, you are luckily met. My poor friend found it impossible to reply for many minutes. "Enough," he said; "the cough is a mere nothing; it will not kill me. "Drink," I said, presenting him the wine. "Good!" he said. We had passed through walls of piled bones, with "The nitre!" I said; "see, it increases. "It is nothing," he said; "let us go on. perceived a still interior recess, in depth about four feet in width "Proceed," I said; "herein is the Amontillado. "Pass your hand," I said, "over the wall; you cannot help feeling the "True," I replied; "the Amontillado." As I said these words I busied myself among the pile of bones of which "The Amontillado!" I said. "Yes," I said, "let us be gone."	./cache/1063.txt	./txt/1063.txt