TitleJust before sunset I scrambled my way through the evergreens to the hut of my friend

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TitleAt length he arose, took a candle from the table, and proceeded to seat himself upon a sea-chest

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TitleLegrand arose, with a grave and stately air, and brought me the beetle from a glass case in which it was enclosed

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TitleWe started about four o’clock - Legrand, Jupiter, the dog, and myself.

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TitleWe entered a region infinitely more dreary than any yet seen

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TitleSoon be to de eend, massa, — o-o-o-o-oh!

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TitleThe beetle was not visible at the end of the string, and glistened, like a globe of burnished gold

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TitleI could not help thinking how picturesque a group we composed

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TitleIn an instant, a treasure of incalculable value lay gleaming before us

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TitleWe then hurriedly made for home with the chest

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TitleWhen you handed me the scrap of parchment, I was about to crumple it up and throw it angrily into the fire

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TitleThe ‘castle’ consisted of an irregular assemblage of cliffs and rocks

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TitleThe bug fall through the right instead of through the left eye of the skull

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TitleWas one of those piles of commingled gloom and grandeur

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TitleThe rays of the numerous candles now fell within a niche of the room

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TitleBut she was humble and obedient, and sat meekly for many weeks in the dark high turret-chamber

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TitleThis is indeed Life itself!

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TitleThe sentence — the dread sentence of death — was the last of distinct accentuation which reached my ears

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TitleI still lay quietly, and made effort to exercise my reason

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TitleMy outstretched hands at length encountered some solid obstruction

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TitleMy chin rested upon the floor of the prison, but my lips, and the upper portion of my head, touched nothing

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TitleUpon awaking, and stretching forth an arm, I found beside me a loaf and a pitcher with water

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TitleIt was the painted figure of Time as he is commonly represented

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TitleObserving that I remained without motion, one or two of the boldest leaped upon the frame-work, and smelt at the surcingle

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TitlePutting on a mask of black silk, and drawing a roquelaire closely about my person, I suffered him to hurry me to my palazzo

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TitleWe came at length to the foot of the descent, and stood together on the damp ground of the catacombs of the Montresors

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TitleWe continued our route in search of the Amontillado

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TitleWe will have many a rich laugh about it at the palazzo — he! he! he! — over our wine — he! he! he!

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TitleThe Mummy is now at my house, and we shall begin to unroll it at eleven to-night

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TitleStripping off the papyrus, we found the flesh in excellent preservation, with no perceptible odor

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TitleAfter the first shock of astonishment, however, we resolved, as a matter of course, upon farther experiment forthwith

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TitleIn my time we employed scarcely anything else than the Bichloride of Mercury

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TitleThe usual duration of man’s life, in my time, was about eight hundred years

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TitleThis disconcerted us so greatly that we thought it advisable to vary the attack to Metaphysics

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TitleAs soon, therefore, as I shave and swallow a cup of coffee, I shall just step over to Ponnonner’s and get embalmed

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TitleAnd every night, about midnight, I turned the latch of his door and opened it — oh, so gently!

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TitleHis eye would trouble me no more

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TitleInformation had been lodged at the police office, and they (the officers) had been deputed to search the premises

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TitleThey sat, and while I answered cheerily, they chatted of familiar things

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TitleOur first meeting was at an obscure library in the Rue Montmartre

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TitleThen we sallied forth into the streets, arm in arm, continuing the topics of the day

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Titleauline Dubourg, laundress, deposes that she has known both the deceased for three years

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TitlePierre Moreau, tobacconist

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TitleIsidore Muset and Odenheimer

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TitleWilliam Bird and Alfonso Garcio

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TitleAlberto Montani, confectioner

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TitleAdolphe Le Bon, clerk to Mignaud et Fils

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TitleI am now awaiting...

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TitleThe assassins must have escaped through the other window

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TitleIn the present instance these shutters are fully three feet and a half broad

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TitleOn the hearth were thick tresses of grey human hair

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TitleJules Mignaud, banker

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TitleI will tell you all I know about this affair, but I do not expect you to believe one half I say

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TitleThe ape, razor still in hand, occasionally stopping to look back and gesticulate at its pursuer

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