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"_For the love of God, Montresor!_" |
"Yes," I said, "for the love of God!" |
But to these words I hearkened in vain for a reply. I grew impatient. |
I called aloud-- |
"Fortunato!" |
No answer. I called again-- |
"Fortunato--" |
No answer still. I thrust a torch through the remaining aperture and |
let it fall within. There came forth in reply only a jingling of the |
bells. My heart grew sick on account of the dampness of the catacombs. |
I hastened to make an end of my labour. I forced the last stone into |
its position; I plastered it up. Against the new masonry I re-erected |
the old rampart of bones. For the half of a century no mortal has |
disturbed them. _In pace requiescat!_ |
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