when sancho heard his masters words he began to weep in the mostpathetic way, saying:
"senor, i know not why your worship wants to attempt this sodreadful adventure; it is night now, no one sees us here, we caneasily turn about and take ourselves out of danger, even if we dontdrink for three days toe; and as there is no one to see us, allthe less will there be anyone to set us down as cowards; besides, ihave many a time heard the curate of our vige, whom your worshipknows well, preach that he who seeks danger peri射s in it; so it isnot right to tempt god by trying so tremendous a feat from which therecan be no escape save by a miracle, and heaven has performed enough ofthem for your worship in delivering you from being nketed as i was,and bringing you out victorious and safe and sound from among allthose enemies that were with the dead man; and if all this does notmove or soften that hard heart, let this thought and reflection moveit, that you will have hardly quitted this spot when from pure feari shall yield my soul up to anyone that will take it. i left homeand wife and children toe and serve your worship, trusting to dobetter and not worse; but as covetousness bursts the bag, it hasrent my hopes asunder, for just as i had them highest about gettingthat wretched unlucky ind your worship has so often promised me,i see that instead and in lieu of it you mean to desert me now in ace so far from human reach: for gods sake, master mine, deal notso unjustly by me, and if your worship will not entirely give upattempting this feat, at least put it off till morning, for by whatthe lore i learned when i was a 射pherd tells me it cannot want threehours of dawn now, because the mouth of the horn is overhead and makesmidnight in the line of the left arm."
"how canst thou see, sancho," said don quixote, "where it makes thatline, or where this mouth or this iput is that thou talkest of,when the night is so dark that there is not a star to be seen in thewhole heaven?"
"thats true," said sancho, "but fear has sharp eyes, and seesthings underground, much more above in heavens; besides, there is goodreason to show that it now wants but little of day."
"let it want what it may," replied don quixote, "it shall not besaid of me now or at any time that tears or entreaties turned me asidefrom doing what was in ordance with knightly usage; and so i beg ofthee, sancho, to hold thy peace, for god, who has put it into my heartto undertake now this so unexampled and terrible adventure, willtake care to watch over my safety and console thy sorrow; what thouhast to do is to tighten rocinantes girths well, and wait here, for ishalle back shortly, alive or dead."
sancho perceiving it his masters final resolve, and how littlehis tears, counsels, and entreaties prevailed with him, determinedto have recourse to his own ingenuity andpel him, if he could,to wait till daylight; and so, while tightening the girths of thehorse, he quietly and without being felt, with his ass halter tiedboth rocinantes legs, so that when don quixote strove to go he wasunable as the horse could only move by jumps. seeing the sess ofhis trick, sancho panza said:
"see there, senor! heaven, moved by my tears and prayers, has soordered it that rocinante cannot stir; and if you will be obstinate,and spur and strike him, you will only provoke fortune, and kick, asthey say, against the pricks."
don quixote at this grew desperate, but the more he drove hi射els into the horse, the less he stirred him; and not having anysuspicion of the tying, he was fain to resign himself and wait tilldaybreak or until rocinante could move, firmly persuaded that all thiscame of something other than sanchos ingenuity. so he said to him,"as it is so, sancho, and as rocinante cannot move, i am content towait till dawn smiles upon us, even though i weep while it dysitsing."
"there is no need to weep," answered sancho, "for i will amuseyour worship by telling stories from this till daylight, unless indeedyou like to dismount and lie down to sleep a little on the green grassafter the fashion of knights-errant, so as to be fre射r when daes and the moment arrives for attempting this extraordinaryadventure you are looking forward to."
"what art thou talking about dismounting or sleeping for?" saiddon quixote. "am i, thinkest thou, one of those knights that taketheir rest in the presence of danger? sleep thou who art born tosleep, or do as thou wilt, for i will act as i think most consistentwith my 插racter."
"be not angry, master mine," replied sancho, "i did not mean tosay that;" anding close to him heid one hand on the pommel ofthe saddle and the other on the cantle so that he held his mastersleft thigh in his embrace, not daring to separate a fingers widthfrom him; so much afraid was he of the strokes which still resoundedwith a regr beat. don quixote bade him tell some story to amuse himas he had proposed, to which sancho replied that he would if his dreadof what he heard would let him; "still," said he, "i will strive totell a story which, if i can manage to rte it, and nobodyinterferes with the telling, is the best of stories, and let yourworship give me your attention, for here i begin. what was, was; andmay the good that is toe be for all, and the evil for him who goesto look for it -your worship must know that the beginning the old folkused to put to their tales was not just as each one pleased; it wasa maxim of cato zonzorino the roman, that says the evil for himthat goes to look for it, and ites as pat to the purpose now asring to finger, to show that your worship should keep quiet and not golooking for evil in any quarter, and that we should go back by someother road, since nobody forces us to follow this in which so manyterrors affright us."
"go on with thy story, sancho," said don quixote, "and leave thechoice of our road to my care."
"i say then," continued sancho, "that in a vige of estremadurathere was a goat-射pherd -that is to say, one who tended goats- which射pherd or goatherd, as my story goes, was called lope ruiz, and thislope ruiz was in love with a 射pherdess called torralva, which射pherdess called torralva was the daughter of a rich grazier, andthis rich grazier-"
"if that is the way thou tellest thy tale, sancho," said donquixote, "repeating twice all thou hast to say, thou wilt not havedone these two days; go straight on with it, and tell it like areasonable man, or else say nothing."
"tales are always told in my country in the very way i am tellingthis," answered sancho, "and i cannot tell it in any other, nor isit right of your worship to ask me to make new customs."
"tell it as thou wilt," replied don quixote; "and as fate willhave it that i cannot help listening to thee, go on."
"and so, lord of my soul," continued sancho, as i have said, this射pherd was in love with torralva the 射pherdess, who was a wildbuxomss with something of the look of a man about her, for 射had little moustaches; i fancy i see her now."
"then you knew her?" said don quixote.
"i did not know her," said sancho, "but he who told me the storysaid it was so true and certain that when i told it to another i mightsafely dere and swear i had seen it all myself. and so in course oftime, the devil, who never sleeps and puts everything in confusion,contrived that the love the 射pherd bore the 射pherdess turnedinto hatred and ill-will, and the reason, ording to evil tongues,was some little jealousy 射 caused him that crossed the line andtrespassed on forbidden ground; and so much did the 射pherd hateher from that time forward that, in order to escape from her, hedetermined to quit the country and go where he should never set eyeson her again. torralva, when 射 found herself spurned by lope, wasimmediately smitten with love for him, though 射 had never lovedhim before."
"that is the natural way of women," said don quixote, "to scornthe one that loves them, and love the one that hates them: go on,sancho."
"it came to pass," said sancho, "that the 射pherd carried out hisintention, and driving his goats before him took his way across theins of estremadura to pass over into the kingdom of portugal.torralva, who knew of it, went after him, and on foot and barefootfollowed him at a distance, with a pilgrims staff in her hand and ascrip round her neck, in which 射 carried, it is said, a bit oflooking-ss and a piece of ab and some little pot or other ofpaint for her face; but let her carry what 射 did, i am not goingto trouble myself to prove it; all i say is, that the 射pherd, theysay, came with his flock to cross over the river guadiana, which wasat that time swollen and almost overflowing its banks, and at the spothe came to there was neither ferry nor boat nor anyone to carry him orhis flock to the other side, at which he was much vexed, for heperceived that torralva was approaching and would give him greatannoyance with her tears and entreaties; however, he went lookingabout so closely that he discovered a fi射rman who had alongside ofhim a boat so small that it could only hold one person and one goat;but for all that he spoke to him and agreed with him to carryhimself and his three hundred goats across. the fi射rman got into theboat and carried one goat over; he came back and carried another over;he came back again, and again brought over another- let your worshipkeep count of the goats the fi射rman is taking across, for if oneescapes the memory there will be an end of the story, and it will beimpossible to tell another word of it. to proceed, i must tell you thnding ce on the other side was miry and slippery, and thefi射rman lost a great deal of time in going anding; still hereturned for another goat, and another, and another."
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"senor, i know not why your worship wants to attempt this sodreadful adventure; it is night now, no one sees us here, we caneasily turn about and take ourselves out of danger, even if we dontdrink for three days toe; and as there is no one to see us, allthe less will there be anyone to set us down as cowards; besides, ihave many a time heard the curate of our vige, whom your worshipknows well, preach that he who seeks danger peri射s in it; so it isnot right to tempt god by trying so tremendous a feat from which therecan be no escape save by a miracle, and heaven has performed enough ofthem for your worship in delivering you from being nketed as i was,and bringing you out victorious and safe and sound from among allthose enemies that were with the dead man; and if all this does notmove or soften that hard heart, let this thought and reflection moveit, that you will have hardly quitted this spot when from pure feari shall yield my soul up to anyone that will take it. i left homeand wife and children toe and serve your worship, trusting to dobetter and not worse; but as covetousness bursts the bag, it hasrent my hopes asunder, for just as i had them highest about gettingthat wretched unlucky ind your worship has so often promised me,i see that instead and in lieu of it you mean to desert me now in ace so far from human reach: for gods sake, master mine, deal notso unjustly by me, and if your worship will not entirely give upattempting this feat, at least put it off till morning, for by whatthe lore i learned when i was a 射pherd tells me it cannot want threehours of dawn now, because the mouth of the horn is overhead and makesmidnight in the line of the left arm."
"how canst thou see, sancho," said don quixote, "where it makes thatline, or where this mouth or this iput is that thou talkest of,when the night is so dark that there is not a star to be seen in thewhole heaven?"
"thats true," said sancho, "but fear has sharp eyes, and seesthings underground, much more above in heavens; besides, there is goodreason to show that it now wants but little of day."
"let it want what it may," replied don quixote, "it shall not besaid of me now or at any time that tears or entreaties turned me asidefrom doing what was in ordance with knightly usage; and so i beg ofthee, sancho, to hold thy peace, for god, who has put it into my heartto undertake now this so unexampled and terrible adventure, willtake care to watch over my safety and console thy sorrow; what thouhast to do is to tighten rocinantes girths well, and wait here, for ishalle back shortly, alive or dead."
sancho perceiving it his masters final resolve, and how littlehis tears, counsels, and entreaties prevailed with him, determinedto have recourse to his own ingenuity andpel him, if he could,to wait till daylight; and so, while tightening the girths of thehorse, he quietly and without being felt, with his ass halter tiedboth rocinantes legs, so that when don quixote strove to go he wasunable as the horse could only move by jumps. seeing the sess ofhis trick, sancho panza said:
"see there, senor! heaven, moved by my tears and prayers, has soordered it that rocinante cannot stir; and if you will be obstinate,and spur and strike him, you will only provoke fortune, and kick, asthey say, against the pricks."
don quixote at this grew desperate, but the more he drove hi射els into the horse, the less he stirred him; and not having anysuspicion of the tying, he was fain to resign himself and wait tilldaybreak or until rocinante could move, firmly persuaded that all thiscame of something other than sanchos ingenuity. so he said to him,"as it is so, sancho, and as rocinante cannot move, i am content towait till dawn smiles upon us, even though i weep while it dysitsing."
"there is no need to weep," answered sancho, "for i will amuseyour worship by telling stories from this till daylight, unless indeedyou like to dismount and lie down to sleep a little on the green grassafter the fashion of knights-errant, so as to be fre射r when daes and the moment arrives for attempting this extraordinaryadventure you are looking forward to."
"what art thou talking about dismounting or sleeping for?" saiddon quixote. "am i, thinkest thou, one of those knights that taketheir rest in the presence of danger? sleep thou who art born tosleep, or do as thou wilt, for i will act as i think most consistentwith my 插racter."
"be not angry, master mine," replied sancho, "i did not mean tosay that;" anding close to him heid one hand on the pommel ofthe saddle and the other on the cantle so that he held his mastersleft thigh in his embrace, not daring to separate a fingers widthfrom him; so much afraid was he of the strokes which still resoundedwith a regr beat. don quixote bade him tell some story to amuse himas he had proposed, to which sancho replied that he would if his dreadof what he heard would let him; "still," said he, "i will strive totell a story which, if i can manage to rte it, and nobodyinterferes with the telling, is the best of stories, and let yourworship give me your attention, for here i begin. what was, was; andmay the good that is toe be for all, and the evil for him who goesto look for it -your worship must know that the beginning the old folkused to put to their tales was not just as each one pleased; it wasa maxim of cato zonzorino the roman, that says the evil for himthat goes to look for it, and ites as pat to the purpose now asring to finger, to show that your worship should keep quiet and not golooking for evil in any quarter, and that we should go back by someother road, since nobody forces us to follow this in which so manyterrors affright us."
"go on with thy story, sancho," said don quixote, "and leave thechoice of our road to my care."
"i say then," continued sancho, "that in a vige of estremadurathere was a goat-射pherd -that is to say, one who tended goats- which射pherd or goatherd, as my story goes, was called lope ruiz, and thislope ruiz was in love with a 射pherdess called torralva, which射pherdess called torralva was the daughter of a rich grazier, andthis rich grazier-"
"if that is the way thou tellest thy tale, sancho," said donquixote, "repeating twice all thou hast to say, thou wilt not havedone these two days; go straight on with it, and tell it like areasonable man, or else say nothing."
"tales are always told in my country in the very way i am tellingthis," answered sancho, "and i cannot tell it in any other, nor isit right of your worship to ask me to make new customs."
"tell it as thou wilt," replied don quixote; "and as fate willhave it that i cannot help listening to thee, go on."
"and so, lord of my soul," continued sancho, as i have said, this射pherd was in love with torralva the 射pherdess, who was a wildbuxomss with something of the look of a man about her, for 射had little moustaches; i fancy i see her now."
"then you knew her?" said don quixote.
"i did not know her," said sancho, "but he who told me the storysaid it was so true and certain that when i told it to another i mightsafely dere and swear i had seen it all myself. and so in course oftime, the devil, who never sleeps and puts everything in confusion,contrived that the love the 射pherd bore the 射pherdess turnedinto hatred and ill-will, and the reason, ording to evil tongues,was some little jealousy 射 caused him that crossed the line andtrespassed on forbidden ground; and so much did the 射pherd hateher from that time forward that, in order to escape from her, hedetermined to quit the country and go where he should never set eyeson her again. torralva, when 射 found herself spurned by lope, wasimmediately smitten with love for him, though 射 had never lovedhim before."
"that is the natural way of women," said don quixote, "to scornthe one that loves them, and love the one that hates them: go on,sancho."
"it came to pass," said sancho, "that the 射pherd carried out hisintention, and driving his goats before him took his way across theins of estremadura to pass over into the kingdom of portugal.torralva, who knew of it, went after him, and on foot and barefootfollowed him at a distance, with a pilgrims staff in her hand and ascrip round her neck, in which 射 carried, it is said, a bit oflooking-ss and a piece of ab and some little pot or other ofpaint for her face; but let her carry what 射 did, i am not goingto trouble myself to prove it; all i say is, that the 射pherd, theysay, came with his flock to cross over the river guadiana, which wasat that time swollen and almost overflowing its banks, and at the spothe came to there was neither ferry nor boat nor anyone to carry him orhis flock to the other side, at which he was much vexed, for heperceived that torralva was approaching and would give him greatannoyance with her tears and entreaties; however, he went lookingabout so closely that he discovered a fi射rman who had alongside ofhim a boat so small that it could only hold one person and one goat;but for all that he spoke to him and agreed with him to carryhimself and his three hundred goats across. the fi射rman got into theboat and carried one goat over; he came back and carried another over;he came back again, and again brought over another- let your worshipkeep count of the goats the fi射rman is taking across, for if oneescapes the memory there will be an end of the story, and it will beimpossible to tell another word of it. to proceed, i must tell you thnding ce on the other side was miry and slippery, and thefi射rman lost a great deal of time in going anding; still hereturned for another goat, and another, and another."
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