Nemo Me Impune Lacessit
As I listened to the rantings - no, the ravings! - of Montressor, there remained no doubt in my mind that the man had finally gone mad. The fits of pique and passion to which he was subject, the whims that I must needs indulge him or face his wrath, the very mercurial aspects of his personality: these I had patiently borne,
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