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The barrel of amontillado
The
thousand
injuries
of
Fortunato
I
had
borne
as
I
best
could
,
but
when
he
ventured
upon
insult
I
vowed
revenge
.
You
,
who
so
well
know
the
nature
of
my
soul
,
will
not
suppose
,
however
,
that
gave
utterance
to
a
threat
.
At
length
I
would
be
avenged
;
this
was
a
point
definitely
,
settled
--
but
the
very
definitiveness
with
which
it
was
resolved
precluded
the
idea
of
risk
.
I
must
not
only
punish
but
punish
with
impunity
.
A
wrong
is
unredressed
when
retribution
overtakes
its
redresser
.
It
is
equally
unredressed
when
the
avenger
fails
to
make
himself
felt
as
such
to
him
who
has
done
the
wrong
.
It
must
be
understood
that
neither
by
word
nor
deed
had
I
given
Fortunato
cause
to
doubt
my
good
will
.
I
continued
,
as
was
my
in
to
smile
in
his
face
,
and
he
did
not
perceive
that
my
to
smile
now
was
at
the
thought
of
his
immolation
.
He
had
a
weak
point
--
this
Fortunato
--
although
in
other
regards
he
was
a
man
to
be
respected
and
even
feared
.
He
prided
himself
on
his
connoisseurship
in
wine
.
Few
Italians
have
the
true
virtuoso
spirit
.
For
the
most
part
their
enthusiasm
is
adopted
to
suit
the
time
and
opportunity
,
to
practise
imposture
upon
the
British
and
Austrian
millionaires
.
In
painting
and
gemmary
,
Fortunato
,
like
his
countrymen
,
was
a
quack
,
but
in
the
matter
of
old
wines
he
was
sincere
.
In
this
respect
I
did
not
differ
from
him
materially
;
--
I
was
skilful
in
the
Italian
vintages
myself
,
and
bought
largely
whenever
I
could
.
It
was
about
dusk
,
one
evening
during
the
supreme
madness
of
the
carnival
season
,
that
I
encountered
my
friend
.
He
accosted
me
with
excessive
warmth
,
for
he
had
been
drinking
much
.
The
man
wore
motley
.
He
had
on
a
tight-fitting
parti-striped
dress
,
and
his
head
was
surmounted
by
the
conical
cap
and
bells
.
I
was
so
pleased
to
see
him
that
I
thought
I
should
never
have
done
wringing
his
hand
.
I
said
to
him
--
"
My
dear
Fortunato
,
you
are
luckily
met
.
How
remarkably
well
you
are
looking
to-day
.
But
I
have
received
a
pipe
of
what
passes
for
Amontillado
,
and
I
have
my
doubts
.
"
"
How
?
"
said
he
.
"
Amontillado
,
A
pipe
?
Impossible
!
And
in
the
middle
of
the
carnival
!
"
"
I
have
my
doubts
,
"
I
replied
;
"
and
I
was
silly
enough
to
pay
the
full
Amontillado
price
without
consulting
you
in
the
matter
.
You
were
not
to
be
found
,
and
I
was
fearful
of
losing
a
bargain
.
"
"
Amontillado
!
"
"
I
have
my
doubts
.
"
"
Amontillado
!
"
