An eager desire which I wanted to achieve in my life was being the best master connoisseurship in wine. No one could be the best except I, not my fellow, Luchesi, nor my shadow. Luchesi was the fool person who did not know anything about wine, he was a donkey. His fate in this world was as same as Montersor had - a stupid person who I had ever met. Montersor thought that he was a plummy person who had all things he wanted in his life. It was only a stupid person who thought that I was a good best friend. No! He said I was a good brother. Ha ha ha ha! – he was too foolish to make a brotherhood relationship with me. I hoped he did not know that I only take a profit from him. I only wanted his money as I was too stingy to use my money.
It was about dusk, one evening during the supreme madness of the carnival season. Oh, my God! What a plummy person he was! I only thought about him and I met him now. I accosted him.
“My dear Fortunato, you are luckily met. How remarkably well you are looking today! But I have received a pipe of what passes for Amontillado, and I have my doubts.”, he said with a passionate intonation as usual.
“Amontillado?”
“Yes. But I am frantic that I buy the wrong one. Perhaps, it is not Amontillado, my dear. I am on my way to Luchesi to tell about this.”
“Luchesi cannot tell Amontillado from sherry. I am the only one who know, I am the master connoisseurship who you know. Let me prove it!”
“Oh, thank you my best brother, how kind of you!”
Ha ha ha ha! Luchesi did not allow to taste the Amontillado before I. Montresor was too stupid about this as I thought before. After I knew the place, I would take The Amontillado from him.
Montresor, Montresor, you were too stupid.
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