CHAPTERLXVI
WHICHTREATSOFWHATHEWHOREADSWILLSEE，ORWHATHEWHOHASIT
READTOHIMWILLHEAR
ASHEleftBarcelona，DonQuixoteturnedgazeuponthespotwherehehadfallen。“HereTroywas，“saidhe；“heremyill-luck，notmycowardice，robbedmeofallthegloryIhadwon；hereFortunemademethevictimofhercaprices；herethelustreofmyachievementswasdimmed；here，inaword，fellmyhappinessnevertoriseagain。“
“Senor，“saidSanchoonhearingthis，“itisthepartofbraveheartstobepatientinadversityjustasmuchastobegladinprosperity；Ijudgebymyself，for，ifwhenIwasagovernorIwasglad，nowthatIamasquireandonfootIamnotsad；andIhaveheardsaythatshewhomcommonlytheycallFortuneisadrunkenwhimsicaljade，and，whatismore，blind，andthereforeneitherseeswhatshedoes，norknowswhomshecastsdownorwhomshesetsup。“
“Thouartagreatphilosopher，Sancho，“saidDonQuixote；“thouspeakestverysensibly；Iknownotwhotaughtthee。ButIcantelltheethereisnosuchthingasFortuneintheworld，nordoesanythingwhichtakesplacethere，beitgoodorbad，comeaboutbychance，butbythespecialpreordinationofheaven；andhencethecommonsayingthat\'eachofusisthemakerofhisownFortune。\'Ihavebeenthatofmine；butnotwiththeproperamountofprudence，andmyself-confidencehasthereforemademepaydearly；forIoughttohavereflectedthatRocinante\'sfeeblestrengthcouldnotresistthemightybulkoftheKnightoftheWhiteMoon\'shorse。Inaword，I
venturedit，Ididmybest，Iwasoverthrown，butthoughIlostmyhonourIdidnotlosenorcanIlosethevirtueofkeepingmyword。
WhenIwasaknight-errant，daringandvaliant，Isupportedmyachievementsbyhandanddeed，andnowthatIamahumblesquireI
willsupportmywordsbykeepingthepromiseIhavegiven。Forwardthen，Sanchomyfriend，letusgotokeeptheyearofthenovitiateinourowncountry，andinthatseclusionweshallpickupfreshstrengthtoreturntothebymenever-forgottencallingofarms。“
“Senor，“returnedSancho，“travellingonfootisnotsuchapleasantthingthatitmakesmefeeldisposedortemptedtomakelongmarches。Letusleavethisarmourhunguponsometree，insteadofsomeonethathasbeenhanged；andthenwithmeonDapple\'sbackandmyfeetoffthegroundwewillarrangethestagesasyourworshippleasestomeasurethemout；buttosupposethatIamgoingtotravelonfoot，andmakelongones，istosupposenonsense。“
“Thousayestwell，Sancho，“saidDonQuixote；“letmyarmourbehungupforatrophy，andunderitorrounditwewillcarveonthetreeswhatwasinscribedonthetrophyofRoland\'sarmour-
TheseletnonemoveWhodarethnothismightwithRolandprove。“
“That\'stheverything，“saidSancho；“andifitwasnotthatweshouldfeelthewantofRocinanteontheroad，itwouldbeaswelltoleavehimhunguptoo。“
“Andyet，Ihadrathernothaveeitherhimorthearmourhungup，“
saidDonQuixote，“thatitmaynotbesaid，\'forgoodserviceabadreturn。\'“
“Yourworshipisright，“saidSancho；“for，assensiblepeoplehold，\'thefaultoftheassmustnotbelaidonthepack-saddle；\'and，asinthisaffairthefaultisyourworship\'s，punishyourselfanddon\'tletyourangerbreakoutagainstthealreadybatteredandbloodyarmour，orthemeeknessofRocinante，orthetendernessofmyfeet，tryingtomakethemtravelmorethanisreasonable。“
Inconverseofthissortthewholeofthatdaywentby，asdidthefoursucceedingones，withoutanythingoccurringtointerrupttheirjourney，butonthefifthastheyenteredavillagetheyfoundagreatnumberofpeopleatthedoorofaninnenjoyingthemselves，asitwasaholiday。UponDonQuixote\'sapproachapeasantcalledout，“Oneofthesetwogentlemenwhocomehere，andwhodon\'tknowtheparties，willtelluswhatweoughttodoaboutourwager。“
“ThatIwill，certainly，“saidDonQuixote，“andaccordingtotherightsofthecase，ifIcanmanagetounderstandit。“
“Well，hereitis，worthysir，“saidthepeasant；“amanofthisvillagewhoissofatthatheweighstwentystonechallengedanother，aneighbourofhis，whodoesnotweighmorethannine，torunarace。Theagreementwasthattheyweretorunadistanceofahundredpaceswithequalweights；andwhenthechallengerwasaskedhowtheweightsweretobeequalisedhesaidthattheother，asheweighedninestone，shouldputeleveninirononhisback，andthatinthiswaythetwentystoneofthethinmanwouldequalthetwentystoneofthefatone。“
“Notatall，“exclaimedSanchoatonce，beforeDonQuixotecouldanswer；“it\'sforme，thatonlyafewdaysagoleftoffbeingagovernorandajudge，asalltheworldknows，tosettlethesedoubtfulquestionsandgiveanopinionindisputesofallsorts。“
“AnswerinGod\'sname，Sanchomyfriend，“saidDonQuixote，“forI
amnotfittogivecrumbstoacat，mywitsaresoconfusedandupset。“
WiththispermissionSanchosaidtothepeasantswhostoodclusteredroundhim，waitingwithopenmouthsforthedecisiontocomefromhis，“Brothers，whatthefatmanrequiresisnotinreason，norhasitashadowofjusticeinit；because，ifitbetrue，astheysay，thatthechallengedmaychoosetheweapons，theotherhasnorighttochoosesuchaswillpreventandkeephimfromwinning。Mydecision，therefore，isthatthefatchallengerprune，peel，thin，trimandcorrecthimself，andtakeelevenstoneofhisfleshoffhisbody，hereorthere，ashepleases，andassuitshimbest；andbeinginthiswayreducedtoninestoneweight，hewillmakehimselfequalandevenwithninestoneofhisopponent，andtheywillbeabletorunonequalterms。“
“Byallthat\'sgood，“saidoneofthepeasantsasheheardSancho\'sdecision，“butthegentlemanhasspokenlikeasaint，andgivenjudgmentlikeacanon！ButI\'llbeboundthefatmanwon\'tpartwithanounceofhisflesh，nottosayelevenstone。“
“Thebestplanwillbeforthemnottorun，“saidanother，“sothatneitherthethinmanbreakdownundertheweight，northefatonestriphimselfofhisflesh；lethalfthewagerbespentinwine，andlet\'stakethesegentlementothetavernwherethere\'sthebest，and\'overmebethecloakwhenitrains。“
“Ithankyou，sirs，“saidDonQuixote；“butIcannotstopforaninstant，forsadthoughtsandunhappycircumstancesforcemetoseemdiscourteousandtotravelapace；“andspurringRocinantehepushedon，leavingthemwonderingatwhattheyhadseenandheard，athisownstrangefigureandattheshrewdnessofhisservant，forsuchtheytookSanchotobe；andanotherofthemobserved，“Iftheservantissoclever，whatmustthemasterbe？I\'llbet，iftheyaregoingtoSalamancatostudy，they\'llcometobealcaldesoftheCourtinatrice；forit\'samerejoke-onlytoreadandread，andhaveinterestandgoodluck；andbeforeamanknowswhereheishefindshimselfwithastaffinhishandoramitreonhishead。“
Thatnightmasterandmanpassedoutinthefieldsintheopenair，andthenextdayastheywerepursuingtheirjourneytheysawcomingtowardsthemamanonfootwithalforjasattheneckandajavelinorspikedstaffinhishand，theverycutofafootcourier；
who，assoonashecameclosetoDonQuixote，increasedhispaceandhalfrunningcameuptohim，andembracinghisrightthigh，forhecouldreachnohigher，exclaimedwithevidentpleasure，“OSenorDonQuixoteofLaMancha，whathappinessitwillbetotheheartofmylordthedukewhenheknowsyourworshipiscomingbacktohiscastle，forheisstilltherewithmyladytheduchess！”
“Idonotrecogniseyou，friend，“saidDonQuixote，“nordoIknowwhoyouare，unlessyoutellme。“
“IamTosilos，mylordtheduke\'slacquey，SenorDonQuixote，“
repliedthecourier；“hewhorefusedtofightyourworshipaboutmarryingthedaughterofDonaRodriguez。“
“Godblessme！”exclaimedDonQuixote；“isitpossiblethatyouaretheonewhommineenemiestheenchanterschangedintothelacqueyyouspeakofinordertorobmeofthehonourofthatbattle？”
“Nonsense，goodsir！”saidthemessenger；“therewasnoenchantmentortransformationatall；IenteredthelistsjustasmuchlacqueyTosilosasIcameoutofthemlacqueyTosilos。Ithoughttomarrywithoutfighting，forthegirlhadtakenmyfancy；butmyschemehadaverydifferentresult，forassoonasyourworshiphadleftthecastlemylordthedukehadahundredstrokesofthestickgivenmeforhavingactedcontrarytotheordershegavemebeforeengaginginthecombat；andtheendofthewholeaffairisthatthegirlhasbecomeanun，andDonaRodriguezhasgonebacktoCastile，andIamnowonmywaytoBarcelonawithapacketoflettersfortheviceroywhichmymasterissendinghim。Ifyourworshipwouldlikeadrop，soundthoughwarm，Ihaveagourdherefullofthebest，andsomescrapsofTronchoncheesethatwillserveasaprovocativeandwakenerofyourthirstifsobeitisasleep。“
“Itaketheoffer，“saidSancho；“nomorecomplimentsaboutit；pourout，goodTosilos，inspiteofalltheenchantersintheIndies。“
“Thouartindeedthegreatestgluttonintheworld，Sancho，“saidDonQuixote，“andthegreatestboobyonearth，nottobeabletoseethatthiscourierisenchantedandthisTosilosashamone；stopwithhimandtakethyfill；Iwillgoonslowlyandwaitfortheetocomeupwithme。“
Thelacqueylaughed，unsheathedhisgourd，unwallettedhisscraps，andtakingoutasmallloafofbreadheandSanchoseatedthemselvesonthegreengrass，andinpeaceandgoodfellowshipfinishedoffthecontentsofthealforjasdowntothebottom，soresolutelythattheylickedthewrapperoftheletters，merelybecauseitsmeltofcheese。
SaidTosilostoSancho，“Beyondadoubt，Sanchomyfriend，thismasterofthineoughttobeamadman。“
“Ought！”saidSancho；“heowesnomananything；hepaysforeverything，particularlywhenthecoinismadness。Iseeitplainenough，andItellhimsoplainenough；butwhat\'stheuse？especiallynowthatitisalloverwithhim，forhereheisbeatenbytheKnightoftheWhiteMoon。“
Tosilosbeggedhimtoexplainwhathadhappenedhim，butSanchorepliedthatitwouldnotbegoodmannerstoleavehismasterwaitingforhim；andthatsomeotherdayiftheymettherewouldbetimeenoughforthat；andthengettingup，aftershakinghisdoubletandbrushingthecrumbsoutofhisbeard，hedroveDappleonbeforehim，andbiddingadieutoTosiloslefthimandrejoinedhismaster，whowaswaitingforhimundertheshadeofatree。
CHAPTERLXVII
OFTHERESOLUTIONDONQUIXOTEFORMEDTOTURNSHEPHERDANDTAKETO
ALIFEINTHEFIELDSWHILETHEYEARFORWHICHHEHADGIVENHISWORD
WASRUNNINGITSCOURSE；WITHOTHEREVENTSTRULYDELECTABLEANDHAPPY
IFAmultitudeofreflectionsusedtoharassDonQuixotebeforehehadbeenoverthrown，agreatmanymoreharassedhimsincehisfall。Hewasundertheshadeofatree，ashasbeensaid，andthere，likefliesonhoney，thoughtscamecrowdinguponhimandstinginghim。SomeofthemturneduponthedisenchantmentofDulcinea，othersuponthelifehewasabouttoleadinhisenforcedretirement。SanchocameupandspokeinhighpraiseofthegenerousdispositionofthelacqueyTosilos。
“Isitpossible，Sancho，“saidDonQuixote，“thatthoudoststillthinkthatheyonderisareallacquey？ApparentlyithasescapedthymemorythatthouhastseenDulcineaturnedandtransformedintoapeasantwench，andtheKnightoftheMirrorsintothebachelorCarrasco；alltheworkoftheenchantersthatpersecuteme。Buttellmenow，didstthouaskthisTosilos，asthoucallesthim，whathasbecomeofAltisidora，didsheweepovermyabsence，orhasshealreadyconsignedtooblivionthelovethoughtsthatusedtoafflictherwhenIwaspresent？”
“ThethoughtsthatIhad，“saidSancho，“werenotsuchastoleavetimeforaskingfool\'squestions。Bodyo\'me，senor！isyourworshipinaconditionnowtoinquireintootherpeople\'sthoughts，abovealllovethoughts？”
“Lookye，Sancho，“saidDonQuixote，“thereisagreatdifferencebetweenwhatisdoneoutofloveandwhatisdoneoutofgratitude。
Aknightmayverypossiblyheproofagainstlove；butitisimpossible，strictlyspeaking，forhimtobeungrateful。Altisidora，toallappearance，lovedmetruly；shegavemethethreekerchiefsthouknowestof；sheweptatmydeparture，shecursedme，sheabusedme，castingshametothewindsshebewailedherselfinpublic；allsignsthatsheadoredme；forthewrathofloversalwaysendsincurses。Ihadnohopestogiveher，nortreasurestoofferher，forminearegiventoDulcinea，andthetreasuresofknights-errantarelikethoseofthefairies，\'illusoryanddeceptive；allIcangiveheristheplaceinmymemoryIkeepforher，withoutprejudice，however，tothatwhichIholddevotedtoDulcinea，whomthouartwrongingbythyremissnessinwhippingthyselfandscourgingthatflesh-wouldthatIsawiteatenbywolves-whichwouldratherkeepitselfforthewormsthanforthereliefofthatpoorlady。“
“Senor，“repliedSancho，“ifthetruthistobetold，Icannotpersuademyselfthatthewhippingofmybacksidehasanythingtodowiththedisenchantmentoftheenchanted；itislikesaying，\'Ifyourheadachesrubointmentonyourknees；\'atanyrateI\'llmakeboldtoswearthatinallthehistoriesdealingwithknight-errantrythatyourworshiphasreadyouhavenevercomeacrossanybodydisenchantedbywhipping；butwhetherornoI\'llwhipmyselfwhenI
haveafancyforit，andtheopportunityservesforscourgingmyselfcomfortably。“
“Godgrantit，“saidDonQuixote；“andheavengivetheegracetotakeittoheartandowntheobligationthouartundertohelpmylady，whoisthinealso，inasmuchasthouartmine。“
Astheypursuedtheirjourneytalkinginthiswaytheycametotheverysamespotwheretheyhadbeentrampledonbythebulls。DonQuixoterecognisedit，andsaidhetoSancho，“ThisisthemeadowwherewecameuponthosegayshepherdessesandgallantshepherdswhoweretryingtoreviveandimitatethepastoralArcadiathere，anideaasnovelasitwashappy，inemulationwhereof，ifsohethoudostapproveofit，Sancho，Iwouldhaveourselvesturnshepherds，atanyrateforthetimeIhavetoliveinretirement。Iwillbuysomeewesandeverythingelserequisiteforthepastoralcalling；and，I
underthenameoftheshepherdQuixotizeandthouastheshepherdPanzino，wewillroamthewoodsandgrovesandmeadowssingingsongshere，lamentinginelegiesthere，drinkingofthecrystalwatersofthespringsorlimpidbrooksorflowingrivers。Theoakswillyieldustheirsweetfruitwithbountifulhand，thetrunksofthehardcorktreesaseat，thewillowsshade，therosesperfume，thewidespreadmeadowscarpetstintedwithathousanddyes；theclearpureairwillgiveusbreath，themoonandstarslightenthedarknessofthenightforus，songshallbeourdelight，lamentingourjoy，Apollowillsupplyuswithverses，andlovewithconceitswherebyweshallmakeourselvesfamedforever，notonlyinthisbutinagestocome。“
“Egad，“saidSancho，“butthatsortoflifesquares，naycorners，withmynotions；andwhatismorethebachelorSamsonCarrascoandMasterNicholasthebarberwon\'thavewellseenitbeforethey\'llwanttofollowitandturnshepherdsalongwithus；andGodgrantitmaynotcomeintothecurate\'sheadtojointhesheepfoldtoo，he\'ssojovialandfondofenjoyinghimself。“
“Thouartintherightofit，Sancho，“saidDonQuixote；“andthebachelorSamsonCarrasco，ifheentersthepastoralfraternity，asnodoubthewill，maycallhimselftheshepherdSamsonino，orperhapstheshepherdCarrascon；NicholasthebarbermaycallhimselfNiculoso，asoldBoscanformerlywascalledNemoroso；asforthecurateIdon\'tknowwhatnamewecanfittohimunlessitbesomethingderivedfromhistitle，andwecallhimtheshepherdCuriambro。Fortheshepherdesseswhoseloversweshallbe，wecanpicknamesaswewouldpears；andasmylady\'snamedoesjustaswellforashepherdess\'sasforaprincess\'s，Ineednottroublemyselftolookforonethatwillsuitherbetter；tothine，Sancho，thoucanstgivewhatnamethouwilt。“
“Idon\'tmeantogiveheranybutTeresona，“saidSancho，“whichwillgowellwithherstoutnessandwithherownrightname，assheiscalledTeresa；andthenwhenIsingherpraisesinmyversesI\'llshowhowchastemypassionis，forI\'mnotgoingtolook\'forbetterbreadthanevercamefromwheat\'inothermen\'shouses。Itwon\'tdoforthecuratetohaveashepherdess，forthesakeofgoodexample；
andifthebachelorchoosestohaveone，thatishislook-out。“
“Godblessme，Sanchomyfriend！”saidDonQuixote，“whatalifeweshalllead！WhathautboysandZamorabagpipesweshallhear，whattabors，timbrels，andrebecks！Andthenifamongallthesedifferentsortsofmusicthatofthealboguesisheard，almostallthepastoralinstrumentswillbethere。“
“Whatarealbogues？”askedSancho，“forIneverinmylifeheardtellofthemorsawthem。“
“Albogues，“saidDonQuixote，“arebrassplateslikecandlesticksthatstruckagainstoneanotheronthehollowsidemakeanoisewhich，ifnotverypleasingorharmonious，isnotdisagreeableandaccordsverywellwiththerudenotesofthebagpipeandtabor。ThewordalbogueisMorisco，asareallthoseinourSpanishtonguethatbeginwithal；forexample，almohaza，almorzar，alhombra，alguacil，alhucema，almacen，alcancia，andothersofthesamesort，ofwhichtherearenotmanymore；ourlanguagehasonlythreethatareMoriscoandendini，whichareborcegui，zaquizami，andmaravedi。
AlheliandalfaquiareseentobeArabic，aswellbythealatthebeginningasbythetheyendwith。Imentionthisincidentally，thechanceallusiontoalbogueshavingremindedmeofit；anditwillbeofgreatassistancetousintheperfectpracticeofthiscallingthatIamsomethingofapoet，asthouknowest，andthatbesidesthebachelorSamsonCarrascoisanaccomplishedone。OfthecurateIsaynothing；butIwillwagerhehassomespiceofthepoetinhim，andnodoubtMasterNicholastoo，forallbarbers，ormostofthem，areguitarplayersandstringersofverses。Iwillbewailmyseparation；
thoushaltglorifythyselfasaconstantlover；theshepherdCarrasconwillfigureasarejectedone，andthecurateCuriambroaswhatevermaypleasehimbest；andsoallwillgoasgailyasheartcouldwish。“
TothisSanchomadeanswer，“Iamsounlucky，senor，thatI\'mafraidthedaywillnevercomewhenI\'llseemyselfatsuchacalling。OwhatneatspoonsI\'llmakewhenI\'mashepherd！Whatmesses，creams，garlands，pastoraloddsandends！Andiftheydon\'tgetmeanameforwisdom，they\'llnotfailtogetmeoneforingenuity。MydaughterSanchicawillbringusourdinnertothepasture。Butstay-
she\'sgood-looking，andshepherdstherearewithmoremischiefthansimplicityinthem；Iwouldnothaveher\'comeforwoolandgobackshorn；\'love-makingandlawlessdesiresarejustascommoninthefieldsasinthecities，andinshepherds\'shantiesasinroyalpalaces；\'doawaywiththecause，youdoawaywiththesin；\'\'ifeyesdon\'tseeheartsdon\'tbreak\'and\'betteraclearescapethangoodmen\'sprayers。\'“
“Atrucetothyproverbs，Sancho，“exclaimedDonQuixote；“anyoneofthosethouhastutteredwouldsufficetoexplainthymeaning；
manyatimehaveIrecommendedtheenottobesolavishwithproverbsandtoexercisesomemoderationindeliveringthem；butitseemstomeitisonly\'preachinginthedesert；\'\'mymotherbeatsmeandIgoonwithmytricks。“
“Itseemstome，“saidSancho，“thatyourworshipislikethecommonsaying，\'Saidthefrying-pantothekettle，Getaway，blackbreech。\'
Youchidemeforutteringproverbs，andyoustringthemincouplesyourself。“
“Observe，Sancho，“repliedDonQuixote，“Ibringinproverbstothepurpose，andwhenIquotethemtheyfitlikearingtothefinger；
thoubringesttheminbytheheadandshoulders，insuchawaythatthoudostdragthemin，ratherthanintroducethem；ifIamnotmistaken，Ihavetoldtheealreadythatproverbsareshortmaximsdrawnfromtheexperienceandobservationofourwisemenofold；
buttheproverbthatisnottothepurposeisapieceofnonsenseandnotamaxim。Butenoughofthis；asnightfallisdrawingonletusretiresomelittledistancefromthehighroadtopassthenight；whatisinstoreforusto-morrowGodknoweth。“
Theyturnedaside，andsuppedlateandpoorly，verymuchagainstSancho\'swill，whoturnedoverinhismindthehardshipsattendantuponknight-errantryinwoodsandforests，eventhoughattimesplentypresenteditselfincastlesandhouses，asatDonDiegodeMiranda\'s，attheweddingofCamachotheRich，andatDonAntonioMoreno\'s；hereflected，however，thatitcouldnotbealwaysday，noralwaysnight；andsothatnighthepassedinsleeping，andhismasterinwaking。
CHAPTERLXVIII
OFTHEBRISTLYADVENTURETHATBEFELLDONQUIXOTE
THEnightwassomewhatdark，forthoughtherewasamoonintheskyitwasnotinaquarterwhereshecouldbeseen；forsometimestheladyDianagoesonastrolltotheantipodes，andleavesthemountainsallblackandthevalleysindarkness。DonQuixoteobeyednaturesofarastosleephisfirstsleep，butdidnotgivewaytothesecond，verydifferentfromSancho，whoneverhadanysecond，becausewithhimsleeplastedfromnighttillmorning，whereinheshowedwhatasoundconstitutionandfewcareshehad。DonQuixote\'scareskepthimrestless，somuchsothatheawokeSanchoandsaidtohim，“Iamamazed，Sancho，attheunconcernofthytemperament。Ibelievethouartmadeofmarbleorhardbrass，incapableofanyemotionorfeelingwhatever。Ilieawakewhilethousleepest，Iweepwhilethousingest，Iamfaintwithfastingwhilethouartsluggishandtorpidfrompurerepletion。Itisthedutyofgoodservantstosharethesufferingsandfeelthesorrowsoftheirmasters，ifitbeonlyforthesakeofappearances。Seethecalmnessofthenight，thesolitudeofthespot，invitingustobreakourslumbersbyavigilofsomesort。Riseasthoulivest，andretirealittledistance，andwithagoodheartandcheerfulcouragegivethyselfthreeorfourhundredlashesonaccountofDulcinea\'sdisenchantmentscore；andthisI
entreatofthee，makingitarequest，forIhavenodesiretocometogripswiththeeasecondtime，asIknowthouhastaheavyhand。Assoonasthouhastlaidthemonwewillpasstherestofthenight，I
singingmyseparation，thouthyconstancy，makingabeginningatoncewiththepastorallifewearetofollowatourvillage。“
“Senor，“repliedSancho，“I\'mnomonktogetupoutofthemiddleofmysleepandscourgemyself，nordoesitseemtomethatonecanpassfromoneextremeofthepainofwhippingtotheotherofmusic。
Willyourworshipletmesleep，andnotworrymeaboutwhippingmyself？oryou\'llmakemeswearnevertotouchahairofmydoublet，nottosaymyflesh。“
“Ohardheart！”saidDonQuixote，“Opitilesssquire！Obreadill-bestowedandfavoursill-acknowledged，boththoseIhavedonetheeandthoseImeantodothee！Throughmehastthouseenthyselfagovernor，andthroughmethouseestthyselfinimmediateexpectationofbeingacount，orobtainingsomeotherequivalenttitle，forI-
posttenebrassperolucem。“
“Idon\'tknowwhatthatis，“saidSancho；“allIknowisthatsolongasIamasleepIhaveneitherfearnorhope，troublenorglory；
andgoodluckbetidehimthatinventedsleep，thecloakthatcoversoverallaman\'sthoughts，thefoodthatremoveshunger，thedrinkthatdrivesawaythirst，thefirethatwarmsthecold，thecoldthattemperstheheat，and，towindupwith，theuniversalcoinwherewitheverythingisbought，theweightandbalancethatmakestheshepherdequalwiththekingandthefoolwiththewiseman。Sleep，Ihaveheardsay，hasonlyonefault，thatitislikedeath；forbetweenasleepingmanandadeadmanthereisverylittledifference。“
“NeverhaveIheardtheespeaksoelegantlyasnow，Sancho，“saidDonQuixote；“andhereIbegintoseethetruthoftheproverbthoudostsometimesquote，\'Notwithwhomthouartbred，butwithwhomthouartfed。\'“
“Ha，bymylife，mastermine，“saidSancho，“it\'snotIthatamstringingproverbsnow，fortheydropinpairsfromyourworship\'smouthfasterthanfrommine；onlythereisthisdifferencebetweenmineandyours，thatyoursarewell-timedandmineareuntimely；butanyhow，theyareallproverbs。“
Atthispointtheybecameawareofaharshindistinctnoisethatseemedtospreadthroughallthevalleysaround。DonQuixotestoodupandlaidhishanduponhissword，andSanchoensconcedhimselfunderDappleandputthebundleofarmourononesideofhimandtheass\'spack-saddleontheother，infearandtremblingasgreatasDonQuixote\'sperturbation。Eachinstantthenoiseincreasedandcamenearertothetwoterrifiedmen，oratleasttoone，forastotheother，hiscourageisknowntoall。Thefactofthematterwasthatsomemenweretakingabovesixhundredpigstosellatafair，andwereontheirwaywiththematthathour，andsogreatwasthenoisetheymadeandtheirgruntingandblowing，thattheydeafenedtheearsofDonQuixoteandSanchoPanza，andtheycouldnotmakeoutwhatitwas。Thewide-spreadgruntingdrovecameoninasurgingmass，andwithoutshowinganyrespectforDonQuixote\'sdignityorSancho\'s，passedrightoverthepairofthem，demolishingSancho\'sentrenchments，andnotonlyupsettingDonQuixotebutsweepingRocinanteoffhisfeetintothebargain；andwhatwiththetramplingandthegrunting，andthepaceatwhichtheuncleanbeastswent，pack-saddle，armour，DappleandRocinantewereleftscatteredonthegroundandSanchoandDonQuixoteattheirwits\'end。
Sanchogotupaswellashecouldandbeggedhismastertogivehimhissword，sayinghewantedtokillhalfadozenofthosedirtyunmannerlypigs，forhehadbythistimefoundoutthatthatwaswhattheywere。
“Letthembe，myfriend，“saidDonQuixote；“thisinsultisthepenaltyofmysin；anditistherighteouschastisementofheaventhatjackalsshoulddevouravanquishedknight，andwaspsstinghimandpigstramplehimunderfoot。“
“Isupposeitisthechastisementofheaven，too，“saidSancho，“thatfliesshouldprickthesquiresofvanquishedknights，andliceeatthem，andhungerassailthem。Ifwesquireswerethesonsoftheknightsweserve，ortheirverynearrelations，itwouldbenowonderifthepenaltyoftheirmisdeedsovertookus，eventothefourthgeneration。ButwhathavethePanzastodowiththeQuixotes？
Well，well，let\'sliedownagainandsleepoutwhatlittleofthenightthere\'sleft，andGodwillsendusdawnandweshallbeallright。“
“Sleepthou，Sancho，“returnedDonQuixote，“forthouwastborntosleepasIwasborntowatch；andduringthetimeitnowwantsofdawnIwillgivealoosereintomythoughts，andseekaventfortheminalittlemadrigalwhich，unknowntothee，Icomposedinmyheadlastnight。“
“Ishouldthink，“saidSancho，“thatthethoughtsthatallowonetomakeversescannotbeofgreatconsequence；letyourworshipstringversesasmuchasyoulikeandI\'llsleepasmuchasIcan；“andforthwith，takingthespaceofgroundherequired，hemuffledhimselfupandfellintoasoundsleep，undisturbedbybond，debt，ortroubleofanysort。DonQuixote，proppedupagainstthetrunkofabeechoracorktree-forCideHametedoesnotspecifywhatkindoftreeitwas-sanginthisstraintotheaccompanimentofhisownsighs：
WheninmymindImuse，OLove，uponthycruelty，TodeathIflee，Inhopethereintheendofalltofind。
ButdrawingnearThatwelcomehaveninmyseaofwoe，SuchjoyIknow，Thatliferevives，andstillIlingerhere。
Thuslifedothslay，Anddeathagaintoliferestorethme；
Strangedestiny，Thatdealswithlifeanddeathaswithaplay！
Heaccompaniedeachversewithmanysighsandnotafewtears，justlikeonewhoseheartwaspiercedwithgriefathisdefeatandhisseparationfromDulcinea。
Andnowdaylightcame，andthesunsmoteSanchoontheeyeswithhisbeams。Heawoke，rousedhimselfup，shookhimselfandstretchedhislazylimbs，andseeingthehavocthepigshadmadewithhisstoreshecursedthedrove，andmorebesides。Thenthepairresumedtheirjourney，andaseveningclosedintheysawcomingtowardsthemsometenmenonhorsebackandfourorfiveonfoot。DonQuixote\'sheartbeatquickandSancho\'squailedwithfear，forthepersonsapproachingthemcarriedlancesandbucklers，andwereinverywarlikeguise。
DonQuixoteturnedtoSanchoandsaid，“IfIcouldmakeuseofmyweapons，andmypromisehadnottiedmyhands，Iwouldcountthishostthatcomesagainstusbutcakesandfancybread；butperhapsitmayprovesomethingdifferentfromwhatweapprehend。“Themenonhorsebacknowcameup，andraisingtheirlancessurroundedDonQuixoteinsilence，andpointedthemathisbackandbreast，menacinghimwithdeath。Oneofthoseonfoot，puttinghisfingertohislipsasasigntohimtobesilent，seizedRocinante\'sbridleanddrewhimoutoftheroad，andtheothersdrivingSanchoandDapplebeforethem，andallmaintainingastrangesilence，followedinthestepsoftheonewholedDonQuixote。Thelattertwoorthreetimesattemptedtoaskwheretheyweretakinghimtoandwhattheywanted，buttheinstanthebegantoopenhislipstheythreatenedtoclosethemwiththepointsoftheirlances；andSanchofaredthesameway，forthemomentheseemedabouttospeakoneofthoseonfootpunchedhimwithagoad，andDapplelikewise，asifhetoowantedtotalk。Nightsetin，theyquickenedtheirpace，andthefearsofthetwoprisonersgrewgreater，especiallyastheyheardthemselvesassailedwith-“Geton，yeTroglodytes；““Silence，yebarbarians；““March，yecannibals；““Nomurmuring，yeScythians；““Don\'topenyoureyes，yemurderousPolyphemes，yeblood-thirstylions，“andsuchlikenameswithwhichtheircaptorsharassedtheearsofthewretchedmasterandman。Sanchowentalongsayingtohimself，“We，tortolites，barbers，animals！I
don\'tlikethosenamesatall；\'it\'sinabadwindourcornisbeingwinnowed；\'\'misfortunecomesuponusallatoncelikesticksonadog，\'andGodgrantitmaybenoworsethanthemthatthisunluckyadventurehasinstoreforus。“
DonQuixoterodecompletelydazed，unablewiththeaidofallhiswitstomakeoutwhatcouldbethemeaningoftheseabusivenamestheycalledthem，andtheonlyconclusionhecouldarriveatwasthattherewasnogoodtobehopedforandmucheviltobefeared。Andnow，aboutanhouraftermidnight，theyreachedacastlewhichDonQuixotesawatoncewastheduke\'s，wheretheyhadbeenbutashorttimebefore。“Godblessme！”saidhe，asherecognisedthemansion，“whatdoesthismean？Itisallcourtesyandpolitenessinthishouse；butwiththevanquishedgoodturnsintoevil，andevilintoworse。“
Theyenteredthechiefcourtofthecastleandfounditpreparedandfittedupinastylethataddedtotheiramazementanddoubledtheirfears，aswillbeseeninthefollowingchapter。
CHAPTERLXIX
OFTHESTRANGESTANDMOSTEXTRAORDINARYADVENTURETHATBEFELLDON
QUIXOTEINTHEWHOLECOURSEOFTHISGREATHISTORY
THEhorsemendismounted，and，togetherwiththemenonfoot，withoutamoment\'sdelaytakingupSanchoandDonQuixotebodily，theycarriedthemintothecourt，allroundwhichnearahundredtorchesfixedinsocketswereburning，besidesabovefivehundredlampsinthecorridors，sothatinspiteofthenight，whichwassomewhatdark，thewantofdaylightcouldnotbeperceived。Inthemiddleofthecourtwasacatafalque，raisedabouttwoyardsabovethegroundandcoveredcompletelybyanimmensecanopyofblackvelvet，andonthestepsallrounditwhitewaxtapersburnedinmorethanahundredsilvercandlesticks。Uponthecatafalquewasseenthedeadbodyofadamselsolovelythatbyherbeautyshemadedeathitselflookbeautiful。Shelaywithherheadrestinguponacushionofbrocadeandcrownedwithagarlandofsweet-smellingflowersofdiverssorts，herhandscrosseduponherbosom，andbetweenthemabranchofyellowpalmofvictory。Ononesideofthecourtwaserectedastage，whereupontwochairswereseatedtwopersonswhofromhavingcrownsontheirheadsandsceptresintheirhandsappearedtobekingsofsomesort，whetherrealormockones。Bythesideofthisstage，whichwasreachedbysteps，weretwootherchairsonwhichthemencarryingtheprisonersseatedDonQuixoteandSancho，allinsilence，andbysignsgivingthemtounderstandthattheytooweretohesilent；which，however，theywouldhavebeenwithoutanysigns，fortheiramazementatalltheysawheldthemtongue-tied。
Andnowtwopersonsofdistinction，whowereatoncerecognisedbyDonQuixoteashishoststhedukeandduchess，ascendedthestageattendedbyanumeroussuite，andseatedthemselvesontwogorgeouschairsclosetothetwokings，astheyseemedtobe。Whowouldnothavebeenamazedatthis？Norwasthisall，forDonQuixotehadperceivedthatthedeadbodyonthecatafalquewasthatofthefairAltisidora。AsthedukeandduchessmountedthestageDonQuixoteandSanchoroseandmadethemaprofoundobeisance，whichtheyreturnedbybowingtheirheadsslightly。Atthismomentanofficialcrossedover，andapproachingSanchothrewoverhimarobeofblackbuckrampaintedalloverwithflamesoffire，andtakingoffhiscapputuponhisheadamitresuchasthoseundergoingthesentenceoftheHolyOfficewear；andwhisperedinhisearthathemustnotopenhislips，ortheywouldputagaguponhim，ortakehislife。Sanchosurveyedhimselffromheadtofootandsawhimselfallablazewithflames；butastheydidnotburnhim，hedidnotcaretwofarthingsforthem。Hetookoffthemitreandseeingpaintedwithdevilsheputitonagain，sayingtohimself，“Well，sofarthosedon\'tburnmenordothesecarrymeoff。“DonQuixotesurveyedhimtoo，andthoughfearhadgotthebetterofhisfaculties，hecouldnothelpsmilingtoseethefigureSanchopresented。Andnowfromunderneaththecatafalque，soitseemed，thererosealowsweetsoundofflutes，which，comingunbrokenbyhumanvoicefortheresilenceitselfkeptsilence，hadasoftandlanguishingeffect。Then，besidethepillowofwhatseemedtobethedeadbody，suddenlyappearedafairyouthinaRomanhabit，who，totheaccompanimentofaharpwhichhehimselfplayed，sanginasweetandclearvoicethesetwostanzas：
WhilefairAltisidora，whothesportOfcoldDonQuixote\'scrueltyhathbeen，Returnstolife，andinthismagiccourtThedamesinsablescometogracethescene，AndwhilehermatronsallinseemlysortMyladyrobesinbaizeandbombazine，HerbeautyandhersorrowswillIsingWithdefterquillthantouchedtheThracianstring。
Butnotinlifealone，methinks，tomeBelongstheoffice；Lady，whenmytongueIscoldindeath，believeme，untotheeMyvoiceshallraiseitstributarysong。
Mysoul，fromthisstraitprison-housesetfree，Aso\'ertheStygianlakeitfloatsalong，Thypraisessingingstillshallholditsway，Andmakethewatersofoblivionstay。
Atthispointoneofthetwothatlookedlikekingsexclaimed，“Enough，enough，divinesinger！ItwouldbeanendlesstasktoputbeforeusnowthedeathandthecharmsofthepeerlessAltisidora，notdeadastheignorantworldimagines，butlivinginthevoiceoffameandinthepenancewhichSanchoPanza，herepresent，hastoundergotorestorehertothelong-lostlight。Dothou，therefore，O
Rhadamanthus，whosittestinjudgmentwithmeinthemurkycavernsofDis，asthouknowestallthattheinscrutablefateshavedecreedtouchingtheresuscitationofthisdamsel，announceanddeclareitatonce，thatthehappinesswelookforwardtofromherrestorationbenolongerdeferred。“
NosoonerhadMinosthefellowjudgeofRhadamanthussaidthis，thanRhadamanthusrisingupsaid：
“Ho，officialsofthishouse，highandlow，greatandsmall，makehastehitheroneandall，andprintonSancho\'sfacefour-and-twentysmacks，andgivehimtwelvepinchesandsixpinthrustsinthebackandarms；foruponthisceremonydependstherestorationofAltisidora。“
OnhearingthisSanchobrokesilenceandcriedout，“Byallthat\'sgood，I\'llassoonletmyfacebesmackedorhandledasturnMoor。
Bodyo\'me！Whathashandlingmyfacegottodowiththeresurrectionofthisdamsel？\'Theoldwomantookkindlytotheblits；theyenchantDulcinea，andwhipmeinordertodisenchanther；AltisidoradiesofailmentsGodwaspleasedtosendher，andtobringhertolifeagaintheymustgivemefour-and-twentysmacks，andprickholesinmybodywithpins，andraisewealsonmyarmswithpinches！Trythosejokesonabrother-in-law；\'I\'manolddog，and“tus，tus“isnousewithme。\'“
“Thoushaltdie，“saidRhadamanthusinaloudvoice；“relent，thoutiger；humblethyself，proudNimrod；sufferandhesilent，fornoimpossibilitiesareaskedofthee；itisnotfortheetoinquireintothedifficultiesinthismatter；smackedthoumustbe，prickedthoushaltseethyself，andwithpinchesthoumustbemadetohowl。
Ho，Isay，officials，obeymyorders；orbythewordofanhonestman，yeshallseewhatyewerebornfor。“
Atthissomesixduennas，advancingacrossthecourt，madetheirappearanceinprocession，oneaftertheother，fourofthemwithspectacles，andallwiththeirrighthandsuplifted，showingfourfingersofwristtomaketheirhandslooklonger，asisthefashionnow-a-days。NosoonerhadSanchocaughtsightofthemthan，bellowinglikeabull，heexclaimed，“Imightletmyselfbehandledbyalltheworld；butallowduennastotouchme-notabitofit！Scratchmyface，asmymasterwasservedinthisverycastle；runmethroughthebodywithburnisheddaggers；pinchmyarmswithred-hotpincers；
I\'llbearallinpatiencetoservethesegentlefolk；butIwon\'tletduennastouchme，thoughthedevilshouldcarrymeoff！”
HereDonQuixote，too，brokesilence，sayingtoSancho，“Havepatience，myson，andgratifythesenoblepersons，andgiveallthankstoheaventhatithasinfusedsuchvirtueintothyperson，thatbyitssufferingsthoucanstdisenchanttheenchantedandrestoretolifethedead。“
TheduennaswerenowclosetoSancho，andhe，havingbecomemoretractableandreasonable，settlinghimselfwellinhischairpresentedhisfaceandbeardtothefirst，whodeliveredhimasmackverystoutlylaidon，andthenmadehimalowcurtsey。
“Lesspolitenessandlesspaint，senoraduenna，“saidSancho；“byGodyourhandssmellofvinegar-wash。“
Infine，alltheduennassmackedhimandseveralothersofthehouseholdpinchedhim；butwhathecouldnotstandwasbeingprickedbythepins；andso，apparentlyoutofpatience，hestartedupoutofhischair，andseizingalightedtorchthatstoodnearhimfellupontheduennasandthewholesetofhistormentors，exclaiming，“Begone，yeministersofhell；I\'mnotmadeofbrassnottofeelsuchout-of-the-waytortures。“
AtthisinstantAltisidora，whoprobablywastiredofhavingbeensolonglyingonherback，turnedonherside；seeingwhichthebystanderscriedoutalmostwithonevoice，“Altisidoraisalive！
Altisidoralives！”
RhadamanthusbadeSanchoputawayhiswrath，astheobjecttheyhadinviewwasnowattained。WhenDonQuixotesawAltisidoramove，hewentonhiskneestoSanchosayingtohim，“Nowisthetime，sonofmybowels，nottocalltheemysquire，fortheetogivethyselfsomeofthoselashesthouartboundtolayonforthedisenchantmentofDulcinea。Now，Isay，isthetimewhenthevirtuethatisintheeisripe，andendowedwithefficacytoworkthegoodthatislookedforfromthee。“
TowhichSanchomadeanswer，“That\'strickupontrick，Ithink，andnothoneyuponpancakes；anicethingitwouldbeforawhippingtocomenow，onthetopofpinches，smacks，andpin-proddings！Youhadbettertakeabigstoneandtieitroundmyneck，andpitchmeintoawell；Ishouldnotminditmuch，ifI\'mtobealwaysmadethecowoftheweddingforthecureofotherpeople\'sailments。Leavemealone；
orelsebyGodI\'llflingthewholethingtothedogs，letcomewhatmay。“
Altisidorahadbythistimesatuponthecatafalque，andasshedidsotheclarionssounded，accompaniedbytheflutes，andthevoicesofallpresentexclaiming，“LonglifetoAltisidora！longlifetoAltisidora！”ThedukeandduchessandthekingsMinosandRhadamanthusstoodup，andall，togetherwithDonQuixoteandSancho，advancedtoreceiveherandtakeherdownfromthecatafalque；andshe，makingasthoughshewererecoveringfromaswoon，bowedherheadtothedukeandduchessandtothekings，andlookingsidewaysatDonQuixote，saidtohim，“Godforgivethee，insensibleknight，forthroughthycrueltyIhavebeen，tomeitseems，morethanathousandyearsintheotherworld；andtothee，themostcompassionateuponearth，I
renderthanksforthelifeIamnowinpossessionof。Fromthisdayforth，friendSancho，countasthinesixsmocksofminewhichIbestowuponthee，tomakeasmanyshirtsforthyself，andiftheyarenotallquitewhole，atanyratetheyareallclean。“
Sanchokissedherhandsingratitude，kneeling，andwiththemitreinhishand。Thedukebadethemtakeitfromhim，andgivehimbackhiscapanddoubletandremovetheflamingrobe。Sanchobeggedtheduketoletthemleavehimtherobeandmitre；ashewantedtotakethemhomeforatokenandmementoofthatunexampledadventure。Theduchesssaidtheymustleavethemwithhim；forheknewalreadywhatagreatfriendofhisshewas。Thedukethengaveordersthatthecourtshouldbecleared，andthatallshouldretiretotheirchambers，andthatDonQuixoteandSanchoshouldbeconductedtotheiroldquarters。
CHAPTERLXX
WHICHFOLLOWSSIXTY-NINEANDDEALSWITHMATTERSINDISPENSABLEFOR
THECLEARCOMPREHENSIONOFTHISHISTORY
SANCHOsleptthatnightinacotinthesamechamberwithDonQuixote，athinghewouldhavegladlyexcusedifhecouldforheknewverywellthatwithquestionsandanswershismasterwouldnotlethimsleep，andhewasinnohumourfortalkingmuch，ashestillfeltthepainofhislatemartyrdom，whichinterferedwithhisfreedomofspeech；anditwouldhavebeenmoretohistastetosleepinahovelalone，thaninthatluxuriouschamberincompany。Andsowellfoundeddidhisapprehensionprove，andsocorrectwashisanticipation，thatscarcelyhadhismastergotintobedwhenhesaid，“Whatdostthouthinkoftonight\'sadventure，Sancho？Greatandmightyisthepowerofcold-heartedscorn，forthouwiththineowneyeshastseenAltisidoraslain，notbyarrows，norbythesword，norbyanywarlikeweapon，norbydeadlypoisons，butbythethoughtofthesternnessandscornwithwhichIhavealwaystreatedher。“
“Shemighthavediedandwelcome，“saidSancho，“whenshepleasedandhowshepleased；andshemighthaveleftmealone，forInevermadeherfallinloveorscornedher。Idon\'tknownorcanIimaginehowtherecoveryofAltisidora，adamselmorefancifulthanwise，canhave，asIhavesaidbefore，anythingtodowiththesufferingsofSanchoPanza。NowIbegintoseeplainlyandclearlythatthereareenchantersandenchantedpeopleintheworld；andmayGoddelivermefromthem，sinceIcan\'tdelivermyself；andsoIbegofyourworshiptoletmesleepandnotaskmeanymorequestions，unlessyouwantmetothrowmyselfoutofthewindow。“
“Sleep，Sanchomyfriend，“saidDonQuixote，“ifthepinproddingandpinchesthouhastreceivedandthesmacksadministeredtotheewillletthee。“
“Nopaincameuptotheinsultofthesmacks，“saidSancho，“forthesimplereasonthatitwasduennas，confoundthem，thatgavethemtome；butoncemoreIentreatyourworshiptoletmesleep，forsleepisrelieffrommiserytothosewhoaremiserablewhenawake。“
“Beitso，andGodbewiththee，“saidDonQuixote。
Theyfellasleep，bothofthem，andCideHamete，theauthorofthisgreathistory，tookthisopportunitytorecordandrelatewhatitwasthatinducedthedukeandduchesstogetuptheelaborateplotthathasbeendescribed。ThebachelorSamsonCarrasco，hesays，notforgettinghowheastheKnightoftheMirrorshadbeenvanquishedandoverthrownbyDonQuixote，whichdefeatandoverthrowupsetallhisplans，resolvedtotryhishandagain，hopingforbetterluckthanhehadbefore；andso，havinglearnedwhereDonQuixotewasfromthepagewhobroughttheletterandpresenttoSancho\'swife，TeresaPanza，hegothimselfnewarmourandanotherhorse，andputawhitemoonuponhisshield，andtocarryhisarmshehadamuleledbyapeasant，notbyTomCecialhisformersquireforfearheshouldberecognisedbySanchoorDonQuixote。Hecametotheduke\'scastle，andthedukeinformedhimoftheroadandrouteDonQuixotehadtakenwiththeintentionofbeingpresentatthejoustsatSaragossa。Hetoldhim，too，ofthejokeshehadpractiseduponhim，andofthedeviceforthedisenchantmentofDulcineaattheexpenseofSancho\'sbackside；andfinallyhegavehimanaccountofthetrickSanchohadplayeduponhismaster，makinghimbelievethatDulcineawasenchantedandturnedintoacountrywench；andofhowtheduchess，hiswife，hadpersuadedSanchothatitwashehimselfwhowasdeceived，inasmuchasDulcineawasreallyenchanted；atwhichthebachelorlaughednotalittle，andmarvelledaswellatthesharpnessandsimplicityofSanchoasatthelengthtowhichDonQuixote\'smadnesswent。Thedukebeggedofhimifhefoundhimwhetherheovercamehimornottoreturnthatwayandlethimknowtheresult。Thisthebachelordid；hesetoutinquestofDonQuixote，andnotfindinghimatSaragossa，hewenton，andhowhefaredhasbeenalreadytold。Hereturnedtotheduke\'scastleandtoldhimall，whattheconditionsofthecombatwere，andhowDonQuixotewasnow，likealoyalknight-errant，returningtokeephispromiseofretiringtohisvillageforayear，bywhichtime，saidthebachelor，hemightperhapsbecuredofhismadness；forthatwastheobjectthathadledhimtoadoptthesedisguises，asitwasasadthingforagentlemanofsuchgoodpartsasDonQuixotetobeamadman。Andsohetookhisleaveoftheduke，andwenthometohisvillagetowaitthereforDonQuixote，whowascomingafterhim。Thereuponthedukeseizedtheopportunityofpractisingthismystificationuponhim；somuchdidheenjoyeverythingconnectedwithSanchoandDonQuixote。Hehadtheroadsaboutthecastlefarandnear，everywherehethoughtDonQuixotewaslikelytopassonhisreturn，occupiedbylargenumbersofhisservantsonfootandonhorseback，whoweretobringhimtothecastle，byfairmeansorfoul，iftheymethim。Theydidmeethim，andsentwordtotheduke，who，havingalreadysettledwhatwastobedone，assoonasheheardofhisarrival，orderedthetorchesandlampsinthecourttobelitandAltisidoratobeplacedonthecatafalquewithallthepompandceremonythathasbeendescribed，thewholeaffairbeingsowellarrangedandactedthatitdifferedbutlittlefromreality。AndCideHametesays，moreover，thatforhispartheconsiderstheconcoctersofthejokeascrazyasthevictimsofit，andthatthedukeandduchesswerenottwofingers\'breadthremovedfrombeingsomethinglikefoolsthemselveswhentheytooksuchpainstomakegameofapairoffools。
Asforthelatter，onewassleepingsoundlyandtheotherlyingawakeoccupiedwithhisdesultorythoughts，whendaylightcametothembringingwithitthedesiretorise；forthelazydownwasneveradelighttoDonQuixote，victororvanquished。Altisidora，comebackfromdeathtolifeasDonQuixotefancied，followingupthefreakofherlordandlady，enteredthechamber，crownedwiththegarlandshehadwornonthecatafalqueandinarobeofwhitetaffetaembroideredwithgoldflowers，herhairflowinglooseoverhershoulders，andleaninguponastaffoffineblackebony。DonQuixote，disconcertedandinconfusionatherappearance，huddledhimselfupandwell-nighcoveredhimselfaltogetherwiththesheetsandcounterpaneofthebed，tongue-tied，andunabletoofferheranycivility。Altisidoraseatedherselfonachairattheheadofthebed，and，afteradeepsigh，saidtohiminafeeble，softvoice，“Whenwomenofrankandmodestmaidenstramplehonourunderfoot，andgivealoosetothetonguethatbreaksthrougheveryimpediment，publishingabroadtheinmostsecretsoftheirhearts，theyarereducedtosoreextremities。SuchaoneamI，SenorDonQuixoteofLaMancha，crushed，conquered，love-smitten，butyetpatientundersufferingandvirtuous，andsomuchsothatmyheartbrokewithgriefandIlostmylife。
ForthelasttwodaysIhavebeendead，slainbythethoughtofthecrueltywithwhichthouhasttreatedme，obdurateknight，Oharderthouthanmarbletomyplaint；
oratleastbelievedtobedeadbyallwhosawme；andhaditnotbeenthatLove，takingpityonme，letmyrecoveryrestuponthesufferingsofthisgoodsquire，thereIshouldhaveremainedintheotherworld。“
“Lovemightverywellhaveletitrestuponthesufferingsofmyass，andIshouldhavebeenobligedtohim，“saidSancho。“Buttellme，senora-andmayheavensendyouatendererloverthanmymaster-
whatdidyouseeintheotherworld？Whatgoesoninhell？Forofcoursethat\'swhereonewhodiesindespairisboundfor。“
“Totellyouthetruth，“saidAltisidora，“Icannothavediedoutright，forIdidnotgointohell；hadIgonein，itisverycertainIshouldneverhavecomeoutagain，dowhatImight。Thetruthis，Icametothegate，wheresomedozenorsoofdevilswereplayingtennis，allinbreechesanddoublets，withfallingcollarstrimmedwithFlemishbonelace，andrufflesofthesamethatservedthemforwristbands，withfourfingers\'breadthofthearmsexposedtomaketheirhandslooklonger；intheirhandstheyheldracketsoffire；butwhatamazedmestillmorewasthatbooks，apparentlyfullofwindandrubbish，servedthemfortennisballs，astrangeandmarvellousthing；this，however，didnotastonishmesomuchastoobservethat，althoughwithplayersitisusualforthewinnerstobegladandtheloserssorry，thereinthatgameallweregrowling，allweresnarling，andallwerecursingoneanother。““That\'snowonder，“saidSancho；“fordevils，whetherplayingornot，canneverbecontent，winorlose。“
“Verylikely，“saidAltisidora；“butthereisanotherthingthatsurprisesmetoo，Imeansurprisedmethen，andthatwasthatnoballoutlastedthefirstthroworwasofanyuseasecondtime；anditwaswonderfultheconstantsuccessiontherewasofbooks，newandold。
Tooneofthem，abrand-new，well-boundone，theygavesuchastrokethattheyknockedthegutsoutofitandscatteredtheleavesabout。
\'Lookwhatbookthatis，\'saidonedeviltoanother，andtheotherreplied，\'Itisthe“SecondPartoftheHistoryofDonQuixoteofLaMancha，“notbyCideHamete，theoriginalauthor，butbyanAragonesewhobyhisownaccountisofTordesillas。\'\'Outofthiswithit，\'saidthefirst，\'andintothedepthsofhellwithitoutofmysight。\'\'Isitsobad？\'saidtheother。\'Sobadisit，\'saidthefirst，\'thatifIhadsetmyselfdeliberatelytomakeaworse，Icouldnothavedoneit。\'Theythenwentonwiththeirgame，knockingotherbooksabout；andI，havingheardthemmentionthenameofDonQuixotewhomIloveandadoreso，tookcaretoretainthisvisioninmymemory。“
“Avisionitmusthavebeen，nodoubt，“saidDonQuixote，“forthereisnootherIintheworld；thishistoryhasbeengoingabouthereforsometimefromhandtohand，butitdoesnotstaylonginany，foreverybodygivesitatasteofhisfoot。IamnotdisturbedbyhearingthatIamwanderinginafantasticshapeinthedarknessofthepitorinthedaylightabove，forIamnottheonethathistorytreatsof。Ifitshouldbegood，faithful，andtrue，itwillhaveagesoflife；butifitshouldbebad，fromitsbirthtoitsburialwillnotbeaverylongjourney。“
AltisidorawasabouttoproceedwithhercomplaintagainstDonQuixote，whenhesaidtoher，“Ihaveseveraltimestoldyou，senorathatitgrievesmeyoushouldhavesetyouraffectionsuponme，asfromminetheycanonlyreceivegratitude，butnoreturn。IwasborntobelongtoDulcineadelToboso，andthefates，ifthereareany，dedicatedmetoher；andtosupposethatanyotherbeautycantaketheplacesheoccupiesinmyheartistosupposeanimpossibility。Thisfrankdeclarationshouldsufficetomakeyouretirewithintheboundsofyourmodesty，fornoonecanbindhimselftodoimpossibilities。“
Hearingthis，Altisidora，withashowofangerandagitation，exclaimed，“God\'slife！DonStockfish，soulofamortar，stoneofadate，moreobstinateandobduratethanaclownaskedafavourwhenhehashismindmadeup，ifIfalluponyouI\'lltearyoureyesout！
Doyoufancy，DonVanquished，DonCudgelled，thatIdiedforyoursake？Allthatyouhaveseento-nighthasbeenmake-believe；I\'mnotthewomantolettheblackofmynailsufferforsuchacamel，muchlessdie！”
“ThatIcanwellbelieve，“saidSancho；“forallthataboutloverspiningtodeathisabsurd；theymaytalkofit，butasfordoingit-
Judasmaybelievethat！”
Whiletheyweretalking，themusician，singer，andpoet，whohadsungthetwostanzasgivenabovecamein，andmakingaprofoundobeisancetoDonQuixotesaid，“Willyourworship，sirknight，reckonandretainmeinthenumberofyourmostfaithfulservants，forIhavelongbeenagreatadmirerofyours，aswellbecauseofyourfameasbecauseofyourachievements？”“Willyourworshiptellmewhoyouare，“repliedDonQuixote，“sothatmycourtesymaybeanswerabletoyourdeserts？”Theyoungmanrepliedthathewasthemusicianandsongsterofthenightbefore。“Ofatruth，“saidDonQuixote，“yourworshiphasamostexcellentvoice；butwhatyousangdidnotseemtomeverymuchtothepurpose；forwhathaveGarcilasso\'sstanzastodowiththedeathofthislady？”
“Don\'tbesurprisedatthat，“returnedthemusician；“forwiththecallowpoetsofourdaythewayisforeveryonetowriteashepleasesandpilferwherehechooses，whetheritbegermanetothematterornot，andnow-a-daysthereisnopieceofsillinesstheycansingorwritethatisnotsetdowntopoeticlicence。“
DonQuixotewasabouttoreply，butwaspreventedbythedukeandduchess，whocameintoseehim，andwiththemtherefollowedalonganddelightfulconversation，inthecourseofwhichSanchosaidsomanydrollandsaucythingsthatheleftthedukeandduchesswonderingnotonlyathissimplicitybutathissharpness。DonQuixotebeggedtheirpermissiontotakehisdeparturethatsameday，inasmuchasforavanquishedknightlikehimselfitwasfitterheshouldliveinapig-stythaninaroyalpalace。Theygaveitveryreadily，andtheduchessaskedhimifAltisidorawasinhisgoodgraces。
Hereplied，“Senora，letmetellyourladyshipthatthisdamsel\'sailmentcomesentirelyofidleness，andthecureforitishonestandconstantemployment。Sheherselfhastoldmethatlaceisworninhell；andasshemustknowhowtomakeit，letitneverbeoutofherhands；forwhensheisoccupiedinshiftingthebobbinstoandfro，theimageorimagesofwhatsheloveswillnotshifttoandfroinherthoughts；thisisthetruth，thisismyopinion，andthisismyadvice。“
“Andmine，“addedSancho；“forIneverinallmylifesawalace-makerthatdiedforlove；whendamselsareatworktheirmindsaremoresetonfinishingtheirtasksthanonthinkingoftheirloves。
Ispeakfrommyownexperience；forwhenI\'mdiggingIneverthinkofmyoldwoman；ImeanmyTeresaPanza，whomIlovebetterthanmyowneyelids。““Yousaywell，Sancho，“saidtheduchess，“andIwilltakecarethatmyAltisidoraemploysherselfhenceforwardinneedleworkofsomesort；forsheisextremelyexpertatit。““Thereisnooccasiontohaverecoursetothatremedy，senora，“saidAltisidora；
“forthemerethoughtofthecrueltywithwhichthisvagabondvillainhastreatedmewillsufficetoblothimoutofmymemorywithoutanyotherdevice；withyourhighness\'sleaveIwillretire，nottohavebeforemyeyes，Iwon\'tsayhisruefulcountenance，buthisabominable，uglylooks。““Thatremindsmeofthecommonsaying，that\'hethatrailsisreadytoforgive，\'“saidtheduke。
Altisidorathen，pretendingtowipeawayhertearswithahandkerchief，madeanobeisancetohermasterandmistressandquittedtheroom。
“Illluckbetidethee，poordamsel，“saidSancho，“illluckbetidethee！Thouhastfalleninwithasoulasdryasarushandaheartashardasoak；haditbeenme，i\'faith\'anothercockwouldhavecrowedtothee。\'“
Sotheconversationcametoanend，andDonQuixotedressedhimselfanddinedwiththedukeandduchess，andsetoutthesameevening。