“Be it so,” I said, replacing the tool beneath the cloak, and again offering him my ar

m. He learned upon it heavily. We continued our route in search of the Amontillado. We passed through a range of low arches, descended, passed on and descending again arrived at a deep crypt, in which the foulness of the air caused our flambeaus rather to glow than flame.

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