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When Montresor kills Fortunato he is filled with pride because he had finally bested the man who had insulted him in the beginning. Montresor had taken his insults hundreds of times but he was finally fed up so he vowed for revenge in the beginning of the story. In the first paragraph Montresor swears "The thousand injuries of Fortunato I had borne as I best could, but when he ventured upon insult I vowed for revenge"(Poe 1).

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Fortunato trusts Montresor because he had never given him reason to doubt him. Even though Montresor wants to kill Fortunato he puts on a cover to be perceived as a friend helping a friend get good wine. Montresor states "It must be understood that neither by word nor deed had I given Fortunato cause to doubt my good will"(Poe 2).

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When Montresor tells Fortunato that he is going to go ask Luchresi to help him instead, Fortunato boasts that Luchresi does not know as much about wine as he does. Fortunato's pride will not let him be bested by anyone. When he is asked about the severe cold temperature in the vaults, Fortunato says that "the cold is merely nothing," and shows off his pride even more when he brings up that Luchresi "cannot distinguish Sherry from Amontillado," stating that Luchresi knows very little about wine compared to him (Poe 21).

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Once Montresor and Fortunato started traveling through the cold catacombs, Fortunato had started to get a terrible cough from the terrible environment of the vaults and kept getting worse as he went further. When Montresor asked Fortunato if he was okay, after he could finally be able to reply, he said that "it was nothing" (Poe 33). Fortunato's ego would not let him quit his journey into the catacombs even with terrible conditions that are affecting him.

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Because of the many insults and injuries that Fortunato has done to him, Montresor felt that he needed to get revenge for all of the pain he endured from Fortunato. Montresor said that once Fortunato "ventured upon insult, [he] vowed revenge" (Poe 1). To get his revenge, he decided to use Fortunato's pride against him to kill him.

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Fortunato trusted Montresor and feels immensely betrayed when he is killed by him. He believed he was just getting wine with a friend and then met his fate. In the last paragraph Montresor thinks "I thrust a torch through the remaining aperture and let it fall within. There came forth in return only a jingling of bells"(Poe 95). This evidence shows that Fortunato had been killed by someone he trusted and portrays the betrayal he felt.

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Fortunato feels that he is above Montresor because he knows the gesture that he is making. After finishing his drink, Fortunato throws his bottle into the air. When Montresor does not recognize the motion, Fortunato responds with, "You do not understand"(Poe 868).

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Montresor is mocking the fate of Fortunato. He knows that Fortunato will not leave the catacombs, and he is creating a false sense of security. This mockery comes when Montresor says, "We will have many a good laugh about this" (Poe

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To gain Fortunato's trust, Montresor tells a story of how much money he spent on a wine that he purchased. He claims that he should not have been so dumb to buy it at such an expensive price and that he should have talked with Fortunato about it because he is an expert. He exclaims, "I was fullish enough to pay the full price of the Amontillado without consulting you first" (Poe 866).

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When Montresor tells Fortunato that he is a mason, he doesn't believe it at all. Fortunato believed that it was "impossible" that he was "of the masons" and called him a "jest" (Poe 59-63). Fortunato also was first in disbelief that Montresor had obtained Amontillado at the carnival and said that it was "impossible" to get "in the middle of a carnival" (Poe 6).