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Lucasi, I Have No Engagement. Come, Let Us Go, My Friend
Lucasi met fortunato in the catacombs of the montresors. He was suffering from a severe cold, and asked him to take him back home. But he insisted that they should go on into the vaults for some more wine. They passed through walls of piled bones, with casks and puncheons intermingling. Lucasi said: "It is no matter we will go back. You will be ill, and i cannot be responsible"