Edgar Allen Poe- Cask of Amontillado

Your challenge for today is to complete the following:
Locate 2 websites that provide the whole short story, The Cask of Amontillado, by Edgar Allen Poe.

Post the web address, site name, and site author for EACH site in the comments section of your Wise Wildcats blog. (Hint: This requires multiple windows to be open to move easily back and forth for copying and pasting.)

Choose one sentence (not the first sentence) from your first site with the story, and copy it into the your blog comment under its web address (URL) or name.

Find the same sentence on the other website and copy it under its web address (URL) or name. Hint: Use the Edit/Find feature for searching in Safari to find the sentence quickly.)

Post/upload the comment!

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17 comments ↓

#1   ninoushkam on 10.24.07 at 11:52 am

thanks for helping see you some other day

#2   shakaraj on 10.24.07 at 11:54 am

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 wont, to smile in his face, and he did not perceive that my smile now was at the thought of his immolation.

#3   nathanw on 10.24.07 at 11:55 am

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.

#4   Keyla M on 10.24.07 at 11:56 am

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.

#5   wildaly v on 10.24.07 at 11:56 am

He had a weak point — this Fortunato — although in other regards he was a man to be respected and even feared.

#6   francisco on 10.24.07 at 11:57 am

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.

#7   ninoushkam on 10.24.07 at 11:57 am

It must be understood that neither by word nor deed had I given Fortunato cause to doubt my good will. tanks for helping.

#8   nathanw on 10.24.07 at 11:58 am

http://poestories.com/text.php?file=amontillado

#9   francisco on 10.24.07 at 11:58 am

thats cool

#10   mh gelly on 10.24.07 at 11:59 am

You, who so well know the nature of my soul, will not suppose, however, that I gave utterance to a threat.

#11   raul on 10.24.07 at 11:59 am

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.

http://poestories.com/text.php?file=amontillado

#12   raul on 10.24.07 at 12:00 pm

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.
http://poestories.com/text.php?file=amontillado

#13   raul on 10.24.07 at 12:00 pm

It was about dusk, one evening during the supreme madness of the carnival season, that I encountered my friend.
http://poestories.com/text.php?file=amontillado

#14   nathanw on 10.24.07 at 12:01 pm

coolio

#15   torring on 10.24.07 at 12:01 pm

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.

#16   mh gelly on 10.24.07 at 12:04 pm

He turned towards me, and looked into my eyes with two filmy orbs that distilled the rheum of intoxication.

#17   nathanwnand raulp on 10.24.07 at 12:06 pm

Montresor chains Fortunato to the wall, builds a new wall to seal him in, and leaves him to die. http://www.enotes.com/cask-amontillado/

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