? ? ? ? "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.
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