"indeed, senor don quixote," said the barber, "i did not mean itin that way, and, so help me god, my intention was good, and yourworship ought not to be vexed."
"as to whether i ought to be vexed or not," returned don quixote, "imyself am the best judge."
hereupon the curate observed, "i have hardly said a word as yet; andi would dly be relieved of a doubt, arising from what don quixotehas said, that worries and works my conscience."
"the senor curate has leave for more than that," returned donquixote, "so he may dere his doubt, for it is not pleasant tohave a doubt on ones conscience."
"well then, with that permission," said the curate, "i say mydoubt is that, all i can do, i cannot persuade myself that the wholepack of knights-errant you, senor don quixote, have mentioned, werereally and truly persons of flesh and blood, that ever lived in theworld; on the contrary, i suspect it to be all fiction, fable, andfalsehood, and dreams told by men awakened from sleep, or rather stillhalf asleep."
"that is another mistake," replied don quixote, "into which manyhave fallen who do not believe that there ever were such knights inthe world, and i have often, with divers people and on diversasions, tried to expose this almost universal error to the light oftruth. sometimes i have not been sessful in my purpose, sometimes ihave, supporting it upon the shoulders of the truth; which truth is soclear that i can almost say i have with my own eyes seen amadis ofgaul, who was a man of lofty stature, fairplexion, with a handsomethough ck beard, of a countenance between gentle and stern inexpression, sparing of words, slow to anger, and quick to put itaway from him; and as i have depicted amadis, so i could, i think,portray and describe all the knights-errant that are in all thehistories in the world; for by the perception i have that they werewhat their histories describe, and by the deeds they did and thedispositions they disyed, it is possible, with the aid of soundphilosophy, to deduce their features,plexion, and stature."
"how big, in your worships opinion, may the giant morgante havebeen, senor don quixote?" asked the barber.
"with regard to giants," replied don quixote, "opinions differ as towhether there ever were any or not in the world; but the holyscripture, which cannot err by a jot from the truth, shows us thatthere were, when it gives us the history of that big philistine,goliath, who was seven cubits and a half in height, which is a hugesize. likewise, in the ind of sicily, there have been foundleg-bones and arm-bones sorge that their size makes it in thattheir owners were giants, and as tall as great towers; geometry putsthis fact beyond a doubt. but, for all that, i cannot speak withcertainty as to the size of morgante, though i suspect he cannothave been very tall; and i am inclined to be of this opinion because ifind in the history in which his deeds are particrly mentioned,that he frequently slept under a roof and as he found houses tocontain him, it is clear that his bulk could not have been anythingexcessive."
"that is true," said the curate, and yielding to the enjoyment ofhearing such nonsense, he asked him what was his notion of thefeatures of reinaldos of montalban, and don rnd and the rest of thetwelve peers of france, for they were all knights-errant.
"as for reinaldos," replied don quixote, "i venture to say that hewas broad-faced, of ruddyplexion, with roguish and somewhatprominent eyes, excessively punctilious and touchy, and given to thesociety of thieves and scapegraces. with regard to rnd, orrotndo, or ondo （for the histories call him by all these names），i am of opinion, and hold, that he was of middle height,broad-shouldered, rather bow-legged, swarthyplexioned,red-bearded, with a hairy body and a severe expression of countenance,a man of few words, but very polite and well-bred."
"if rnd was not a more graceful person than your worship hasdescribed," said the curate, "it is no wonder that the fairdyangelica rejected him and left him for the gaiety, liveliness, andgrace of that budding-bearded little moor to whom 射 surrenderedherself; and 射 showed her sense in falling in love with the gentlesoftness of medoro rather than the roughness of rnd."
"that angelica, senor curate," returned don quixote, "was a giddydamsel, flighty and somewhat wanton, and 射 left the world as full ofher vagaries as of the fame of her beauty. 射 treated with scorn athousand gentlemen, men of valour and wisdom, and took up with asmooth-faced sprig of a page, without fortune or fame, except suchreputation for gratitude as the affection he bore his friend got forhim. the great poet who sang her beauty, the famous ariosto, notcaring to sing her adventures after her contemptible surrender（which probably were not over and above creditable）， dropped her wherehe says:
how 射 received the sceptre of cathay,
some bard of defter quill may sing some day;and this was no doubt a kind of prophecy, for poets are also calledvates, that is to say diviners; and its truth was made in; forsince then a famous andalusian poet hasmented and sung her tears,and another famous and rare poet, a castilian, has sung her beauty."
"tell me, senor don quixote," said the barber here, "among all thosewho praised her, has there been no poet to write a satire on thisdyangelica?"
"i can well believe," replied don quixote, "that if sacripante orrnd had been poets they would have given the damsel a trimming; forit is naturally the way with poets who have been scorned andrejected by theirdies, whether fictitious or not, in short by thosewhom they select as thedies of their thoughts, to avenge themselvesin satires and libels- a vengeance, to be sure, unworthy of generou射arts; but up to the present i have not heard of any defamatory verseagainst thedy angelica, who turned the world upside down."
"strange," said the curate; but at this moment they heard thehousekeeper and the niece, who had previously withdrawn from theconversation, eximing aloud in the courtyard, and at the noise theyall ran out.
插pter ii
which treats of the notable altercation which sancho panza hadwith don quixotes niece, and housekeeper, together with other drollmatters
the history rtes that the outcry don quixote, the curate, and thebarber heard came from the niece and the housekeeper eximing tosancho, who was striving to force his way in to see don quixotewhile they held the door against him, "what does the vagabond wantin this house? be off to your own, brother, for it is you, and noone else, that delude my master, and lead him astray, and take himtramping about the country."
to which sancho replied, "devils own housekeeper! it is i who amdeluded, and led astray, and taken tramping about the country, and notthy master! he has carried me all over the world, and you are mightilymistaken. he enticed me away from home by a trick, promising me anind, which i am still waiting for."
"may evil inds choke thee, thou detestable sancho," said theniece; "what are inds? is it something to eat, glutton andgormandiser that thou art?"
"it is not something to eat," replied sancho, "but something togovern and rule, and better than four cities or four judgeships atcourt."
"for all that," said the housekeeper, "you dont enter here, you bagof mischief and sack of knavery; go govern your house and dig yourseed-patch, and give over looking for inds or shnds."
the curate and the barber listened with great amusement to the wordsof the three; but don quixote, uneasy lest sancho should b andblurt out a whole heap of mischievous stupidities, and touch uponpoints that might not be altogether to his credit, called to him andmade the other two hold their tongues and let hime in. sanchoentered, and the curate and the barber took their leave of donquixote, of whose recovery they despaired when they saw how weddedhe was to his crazy ideas, and how saturated with the nonsense ofhis unlucky chivalry; and said the curate to the barber, "you willsee, gossip, that when we are least thinking of it, our gentleman willbe off once more for another flight."
"i have no doubt of it," returned the barber; "but i do not wonderso much at the madness of the knight as at the simplicity of thesquire, who has such a firm belief in all that about the ind,that i suppose all the exposures that could be imagined would notget it out of his head."
"god help them," said the curate; "and let us be on the look-outto see whates of all these absurdities of the knight and squire,for it seems as if they had both been cast in the same mould, andthe madness of the master without the simplicity of the man wouldnot be worth a farthing."
"that is true," said the barber, "and i should like very much toknow what the pair are talking about at this moment."
"i promise you," said the curate, "the niece or the housekeeper willtell us by-and-by, for they are not the ones to forget to listen."
meanwhile don quixote shut himself up in his room with sancho, andwhen they were alone he said to him, "it grieves me greatly, sancho,that thou shouldst have said, and sayest, that i took thee out ofthy cottage, when thou knowest i did not remain in my house. wesallied forth together, we took the road together, we wanderedabroad together; we have had the same fortune and the same luck; ifthey nketed thee once, they bboured me a hundred times, and thatis the only advantage i have of thee."
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"as to whether i ought to be vexed or not," returned don quixote, "imyself am the best judge."
hereupon the curate observed, "i have hardly said a word as yet; andi would dly be relieved of a doubt, arising from what don quixotehas said, that worries and works my conscience."
"the senor curate has leave for more than that," returned donquixote, "so he may dere his doubt, for it is not pleasant tohave a doubt on ones conscience."
"well then, with that permission," said the curate, "i say mydoubt is that, all i can do, i cannot persuade myself that the wholepack of knights-errant you, senor don quixote, have mentioned, werereally and truly persons of flesh and blood, that ever lived in theworld; on the contrary, i suspect it to be all fiction, fable, andfalsehood, and dreams told by men awakened from sleep, or rather stillhalf asleep."
"that is another mistake," replied don quixote, "into which manyhave fallen who do not believe that there ever were such knights inthe world, and i have often, with divers people and on diversasions, tried to expose this almost universal error to the light oftruth. sometimes i have not been sessful in my purpose, sometimes ihave, supporting it upon the shoulders of the truth; which truth is soclear that i can almost say i have with my own eyes seen amadis ofgaul, who was a man of lofty stature, fairplexion, with a handsomethough ck beard, of a countenance between gentle and stern inexpression, sparing of words, slow to anger, and quick to put itaway from him; and as i have depicted amadis, so i could, i think,portray and describe all the knights-errant that are in all thehistories in the world; for by the perception i have that they werewhat their histories describe, and by the deeds they did and thedispositions they disyed, it is possible, with the aid of soundphilosophy, to deduce their features,plexion, and stature."
"how big, in your worships opinion, may the giant morgante havebeen, senor don quixote?" asked the barber.
"with regard to giants," replied don quixote, "opinions differ as towhether there ever were any or not in the world; but the holyscripture, which cannot err by a jot from the truth, shows us thatthere were, when it gives us the history of that big philistine,goliath, who was seven cubits and a half in height, which is a hugesize. likewise, in the ind of sicily, there have been foundleg-bones and arm-bones sorge that their size makes it in thattheir owners were giants, and as tall as great towers; geometry putsthis fact beyond a doubt. but, for all that, i cannot speak withcertainty as to the size of morgante, though i suspect he cannothave been very tall; and i am inclined to be of this opinion because ifind in the history in which his deeds are particrly mentioned,that he frequently slept under a roof and as he found houses tocontain him, it is clear that his bulk could not have been anythingexcessive."
"that is true," said the curate, and yielding to the enjoyment ofhearing such nonsense, he asked him what was his notion of thefeatures of reinaldos of montalban, and don rnd and the rest of thetwelve peers of france, for they were all knights-errant.
"as for reinaldos," replied don quixote, "i venture to say that hewas broad-faced, of ruddyplexion, with roguish and somewhatprominent eyes, excessively punctilious and touchy, and given to thesociety of thieves and scapegraces. with regard to rnd, orrotndo, or ondo （for the histories call him by all these names），i am of opinion, and hold, that he was of middle height,broad-shouldered, rather bow-legged, swarthyplexioned,red-bearded, with a hairy body and a severe expression of countenance,a man of few words, but very polite and well-bred."
"if rnd was not a more graceful person than your worship hasdescribed," said the curate, "it is no wonder that the fairdyangelica rejected him and left him for the gaiety, liveliness, andgrace of that budding-bearded little moor to whom 射 surrenderedherself; and 射 showed her sense in falling in love with the gentlesoftness of medoro rather than the roughness of rnd."
"that angelica, senor curate," returned don quixote, "was a giddydamsel, flighty and somewhat wanton, and 射 left the world as full ofher vagaries as of the fame of her beauty. 射 treated with scorn athousand gentlemen, men of valour and wisdom, and took up with asmooth-faced sprig of a page, without fortune or fame, except suchreputation for gratitude as the affection he bore his friend got forhim. the great poet who sang her beauty, the famous ariosto, notcaring to sing her adventures after her contemptible surrender（which probably were not over and above creditable）， dropped her wherehe says:
how 射 received the sceptre of cathay,
some bard of defter quill may sing some day;and this was no doubt a kind of prophecy, for poets are also calledvates, that is to say diviners; and its truth was made in; forsince then a famous andalusian poet hasmented and sung her tears,and another famous and rare poet, a castilian, has sung her beauty."
"tell me, senor don quixote," said the barber here, "among all thosewho praised her, has there been no poet to write a satire on thisdyangelica?"
"i can well believe," replied don quixote, "that if sacripante orrnd had been poets they would have given the damsel a trimming; forit is naturally the way with poets who have been scorned andrejected by theirdies, whether fictitious or not, in short by thosewhom they select as thedies of their thoughts, to avenge themselvesin satires and libels- a vengeance, to be sure, unworthy of generou射arts; but up to the present i have not heard of any defamatory verseagainst thedy angelica, who turned the world upside down."
"strange," said the curate; but at this moment they heard thehousekeeper and the niece, who had previously withdrawn from theconversation, eximing aloud in the courtyard, and at the noise theyall ran out.
插pter ii
which treats of the notable altercation which sancho panza hadwith don quixotes niece, and housekeeper, together with other drollmatters
the history rtes that the outcry don quixote, the curate, and thebarber heard came from the niece and the housekeeper eximing tosancho, who was striving to force his way in to see don quixotewhile they held the door against him, "what does the vagabond wantin this house? be off to your own, brother, for it is you, and noone else, that delude my master, and lead him astray, and take himtramping about the country."
to which sancho replied, "devils own housekeeper! it is i who amdeluded, and led astray, and taken tramping about the country, and notthy master! he has carried me all over the world, and you are mightilymistaken. he enticed me away from home by a trick, promising me anind, which i am still waiting for."
"may evil inds choke thee, thou detestable sancho," said theniece; "what are inds? is it something to eat, glutton andgormandiser that thou art?"
"it is not something to eat," replied sancho, "but something togovern and rule, and better than four cities or four judgeships atcourt."
"for all that," said the housekeeper, "you dont enter here, you bagof mischief and sack of knavery; go govern your house and dig yourseed-patch, and give over looking for inds or shnds."
the curate and the barber listened with great amusement to the wordsof the three; but don quixote, uneasy lest sancho should b andblurt out a whole heap of mischievous stupidities, and touch uponpoints that might not be altogether to his credit, called to him andmade the other two hold their tongues and let hime in. sanchoentered, and the curate and the barber took their leave of donquixote, of whose recovery they despaired when they saw how weddedhe was to his crazy ideas, and how saturated with the nonsense ofhis unlucky chivalry; and said the curate to the barber, "you willsee, gossip, that when we are least thinking of it, our gentleman willbe off once more for another flight."
"i have no doubt of it," returned the barber; "but i do not wonderso much at the madness of the knight as at the simplicity of thesquire, who has such a firm belief in all that about the ind,that i suppose all the exposures that could be imagined would notget it out of his head."
"god help them," said the curate; "and let us be on the look-outto see whates of all these absurdities of the knight and squire,for it seems as if they had both been cast in the same mould, andthe madness of the master without the simplicity of the man wouldnot be worth a farthing."
"that is true," said the barber, "and i should like very much toknow what the pair are talking about at this moment."
"i promise you," said the curate, "the niece or the housekeeper willtell us by-and-by, for they are not the ones to forget to listen."
meanwhile don quixote shut himself up in his room with sancho, andwhen they were alone he said to him, "it grieves me greatly, sancho,that thou shouldst have said, and sayest, that i took thee out ofthy cottage, when thou knowest i did not remain in my house. wesallied forth together, we took the road together, we wanderedabroad together; we have had the same fortune and the same luck; ifthey nketed thee once, they bboured me a hundred times, and thatis the only advantage i have of thee."
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