"For the love of God, Montresor!" "Yes," I said, "for the love of God!"
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.
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.
He turned towards me, and looked into my eves with two filmy orbs that distilled the rheum of intoxication.