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W. Clark, illustrated by +Gustave Dore. Clark in his edition states that, "The English text of 'Don Quixote' +adopted in this edition is that of Jarvis, with occasional corrections from Motteaux." +See in the introduction below John Ormsby's critique of +both the Jarvis and Motteaux translations. It has been elected in the present Project Gutenberg edition +to attach the famous engravings of Gustave Dore to the Ormsby translation instead +of the Jarvis/Motteaux. The detail of many of the Dore engravings can be fully appreciated only +by utilizing the "Enlarge" button to expand them to their original dimensions. Ormsby +in his Preface has criticized the fanciful nature of Dore's illustrations; others feel +these woodcuts and steel engravings well match Quixote's dreams. + + D.W.</p> +</blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote> +<br><br><br><br> + + +<br><br><br><br> +<center> +<img alt="p003.jpg (307K)" src="images/p003.jpg" height="813" width="650"> +</center> +<a href="images/p003.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Full Size" src="images/enlarge.jpg"> +</a> +<br><br><br><br> + + +<center><h2>CONTENTS</h2></center> + +<pre> + +<a href="#ch6">CHAPTER VI</a> +OF THE DIVERTING AND IMPORTANT SCRUTINY WHICH THE CURATE AND THE +BARBER MADE IN THE LIBRARY OF OUR INGENIOUS GENTLEMAN + +<a href="#ch7">CHAPTER VII</a> +OF THE SECOND SALLY OF OUR WORTHY KNIGHT DON QUIXOTE OF LA MANCHA + +<a href="#ch8">CHAPTER VIII</a> +OF THE GOOD FORTUNE WHICH THE VALIANT DON QUIXOTE HAD IN THE +TERRIBLE AND UNDREAMT-OF ADVENTURE OF THE WINDMILLS, WITH OTHER +OCCURRENCES WORTHY TO BE FITLY RECORDED + +</pre> + +<br><br><br><br> + + + +<center><h2><a name="ch6"></a>CHAPTER VI.</h2></center> +<br> +<center><h3>OF THE DIVERTING AND IMPORTANT SCRUTINY WHICH THE CURATE AND THE +BARBER MADE IN THE LIBRARY OF OUR INGENIOUS GENTLEMAN +</h3></center> +<br> +<br> +<center><a name="c06a"></a><img alt="c06a.jpg (92K)" src="images/c06a.jpg" height="310" width="650"> +</center> +<a href="images/c06a.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Full Size" src="images/enlarge.jpg"></a> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>He was still sleeping; so the curate asked the niece for the keys of +the room where the books, the authors of all the mischief, were, and +right willingly she gave them. They all went in, the housekeeper +with them, and found more than a hundred volumes of big books very +well bound, and some other small ones. The moment the housekeeper +saw them she turned about and ran out of the room, and came back +immediately with a saucer of holy water and a sprinkler, saying, +"Here, your worship, senor licentiate, sprinkle this room; don't leave +any magician of the many there are in these books to bewitch us in +revenge for our design of banishing them from the world."</p> + +<p>The simplicity of the housekeeper made the licentiate laugh, and +he directed the barber to give him the books one by one to see what +they were about, as there might be some to be found among them that +did not deserve the penalty of fire.</p> + +<p>"No," said the niece, "there is no reason for showing mercy to any +of them; they have every one of them done mischief; better fling +them out of the window into the court and make a pile of them and +set fire to them; or else carry them into the yard, and there a +bonfire can be made without the smoke giving any annoyance." The +housekeeper said the same, so eager were they both for the slaughter +of those innocents, but the curate would not agree to it without first +reading at any rate the titles.</p> + +<p>The first that Master Nicholas put into his hand was "The four books +of Amadis of Gaul." "This seems a mysterious thing," said the +curate, "for, as I have heard say, this was the first book of chivalry +printed in Spain, and from this all the others derive their birth +and origin; so it seems to me that we ought inexorably to condemn it +to the flames as the founder of so vile a sect."</p> + +<p>"Nay, sir," said the barber, "I too, have heard say that this is the +best of all the books of this kind that have been written, and so, +as something singular in its line, it ought to be pardoned."</p> + +<p>"True," said the curate; "and for that reason let its life be spared +for the present. Let us see that other which is next to it."</p> + +<p>"It is," said the barber, "the 'Sergas de Esplandian,' the lawful +son of Amadis of Gaul."</p> + +<p>"Then verily," said the curate, "the merit of the father must not be +put down to the account of the son. Take it, mistress housekeeper; +open the window and fling it into the yard and lay the foundation of +the pile for the bonfire we are to make."</p> + +<p>The housekeeper obeyed with great satisfaction, and the worthy +"Esplandian" went flying into the yard to await with all patience +the fire that was in store for him.</p> + +<p>"Proceed," said the curate.</p> + +<p>"This that comes next," said the barber, "is 'Amadis of Greece,' +and, indeed, I believe all those on this side are of the same Amadis +lineage."</p> + +<p>"Then to the yard with the whole of them," said the curate; "for +to have the burning of Queen Pintiquiniestra, and the shepherd Darinel +and his eclogues, and the bedevilled and involved discourses of his +author, I would burn with them the father who begot me if he were +going about in the guise of a knight-errant."</p> + +<p>"I am of the same mind," said the barber.</p> + +<p>"And so am I," added the niece.</p> + +<p>"In that case," said the housekeeper, "here, into the yard with +them!"</p> + +<p>They were handed to her, and as there were many of them, she +spared herself the staircase, and flung them down out of the window.</p> + +<p>"Who is that tub there?" said the curate.</p> + +<p>"This," said the barber, "is 'Don Olivante de Laura.'"</p> + +<p>"The author of that book," said the curate, "was the same that wrote +'The Garden of Flowers,' and truly there is no deciding which of the +two books is the more truthful, or, to put it better, the less +lying; all I can say is, send this one into the yard for a +swaggering fool."</p> + +<p>"This that follows is 'Florismarte of Hircania,'" said the barber.</p> + +<p>"Senor Florismarte here?" said the curate; "then by my faith he must +take up his quarters in the yard, in spite of his marvellous birth and +visionary adventures, for the stiffness and dryness of his style +deserve nothing else; into the yard with him and the other, mistress +housekeeper."</p> + +<p>"With all my heart, senor," said she, and executed the order with +great delight.</p> + +<p>"This," said the barber, "is The Knight Platir.'"</p> + +<p>"An old book that," said the curate, "but I find no reason for +clemency in it; send it after the others without appeal;" which was +done.</p> + +<p>Another book was opened, and they saw it was entitled, "The Knight +of the Cross."</p> + +<p>"For the sake of the holy name this book has," said the curate, "its +ignorance might be excused; but then, they say, 'behind the cross +there's the devil; to the fire with it."</p> + +<p>Taking down another book, the barber said, "This is 'The Mirror of +Chivalry.'"</p> + +<p>"I know his worship," said the curate; "that is where Senor +Reinaldos of Montalvan figures with his friends and comrades, +greater thieves than Cacus, and the Twelve Peers of France with the +veracious historian Turpin; however, I am not for condemning them to +more than perpetual banishment, because, at any rate, they have some +share in the invention of the famous Matteo Boiardo, whence too the +Christian poet Ludovico Ariosto wove his web, to whom, if I find him +here, and speaking any language but his own, I shall show no respect +whatever; but if he speaks his own tongue I will put him upon my +head."</p> + +<p>"Well, I have him in Italian," said the barber, "but I do not +understand him."</p> + +<p>"Nor would it be well that you should understand him," said the +curate, "and on that score we might have excused the Captain if he had +not brought him into Spain and turned him into Castilian. He robbed +him of a great deal of his natural force, and so do all those who +try to turn books written in verse into another language, for, with +all the pains they take and all the cleverness they show, they never +can reach the level of the originals as they were first produced. In +short, I say that this book, and all that may be found treating of +those French affairs, should be thrown into or deposited in some dry +well, until after more consideration it is settled what is to be +done with them; excepting always one 'Bernardo del Carpio' that is +going about, and another called 'Roncesvalles;' for these, if they +come into my hands, shall pass at once into those of the +housekeeper, and from hers into the fire without any reprieve."</p> + +<p>To all this the barber gave his assent, and looked upon it as +right and proper, being persuaded that the curate was so staunch to +the Faith and loyal to the Truth that he would not for the world say +anything opposed to them. Opening another book he saw it was "Palmerin +de Oliva," and beside it was another called "Palmerin of England," +seeing which the licentiate said, "Let the Olive be made firewood of +at once and burned until no ashes even are left; and let that Palm +of England be kept and preserved as a thing that stands alone, and let +such another case be made for it as that which Alexander found among +the spoils of Darius and set aside for the safe keeping of the works +of the poet Homer. This book, gossip, is of authority for two reasons, +first because it is very good, and secondly because it is said to have +been written by a wise and witty king of Portugal. All the +adventures at the Castle of Miraguarda are excellent and of +admirable contrivance, and the language is polished and clear, +studying and observing the style befitting the speaker with +propriety and judgment. So then, provided it seems good to you, Master +Nicholas, I say let this and 'Amadis of Gaul' be remitted the +penalty of fire, and as for all the rest, let them perish without +further question or query."</p> + +<p>"Nay, gossip," said the barber, "for this that I have here is the +famous 'Don Belianis.'"</p> + +<p>"Well," said the curate, "that and the second, third, and fourth +parts all stand in need of a little rhubarb to purge their excess of +bile, and they must be cleared of all that stuff about the Castle of +Fame and other greater affectations, to which end let them be +allowed the over-seas term, and, according as they mend, so shall +mercy or justice be meted out to them; and in the mean time, gossip, +do you keep them in your house and let no one read them."</p> + +<p>"With all my heart," said the barber; and not caring to tire himself +with reading more books of chivalry, he told the housekeeper to take +all the big ones and throw them into the yard. It was not said to +one dull or deaf, but to one who enjoyed burning them more than +weaving the broadest and finest web that could be; and seizing about +eight at a time, she flung them out of the window.</p> + +<p>In carrying so many together she let one fall at the feet of the +barber, who took it up, curious to know whose it was, and found it +said, "History of the Famous Knight, Tirante el Blanco."</p> + +<p>"God bless me!" said the curate with a shout, "'Tirante el Blanco' +here! Hand it over, gossip, for in it I reckon I have found a treasury +of enjoyment and a mine of recreation. Here is Don Kyrieleison of +Montalvan, a valiant knight, and his brother Thomas of Montalvan, +and the knight Fonseca, with the battle the bold Tirante fought with +the mastiff, and the witticisms of the damsel Placerdemivida, and +the loves and wiles of the widow Reposada, and the empress in love +with the squire Hipolito—in truth, gossip, by right of its style it +is the best book in the world. Here knights eat and sleep, and die +in their beds, and make their wills before dying, and a great deal +more of which there is nothing in all the other books. Nevertheless, I +say he who wrote it, for deliberately composing such fooleries, +deserves to be sent to the galleys for life. Take it home with you and +read it, and you will see that what I have said is true."</p> + +<p>"As you will," said the barber; "but what are we to do with these +little books that are left?"</p> + +<p>"These must be, not chivalry, but poetry," said the curate; and +opening one he saw it was the "Diana" of Jorge de Montemayor, and, +supposing all the others to be of the same sort, "these," he said, "do +not deserve to be burned like the others, for they neither do nor +can do the mischief the books of chivalry have done, being books of +entertainment that can hurt no one."</p> + +<p>"Ah, senor!" said the niece, "your worship had better order these to +be burned as well as the others; for it would be no wonder if, after +being cured of his chivalry disorder, my uncle, by reading these, took +a fancy to turn shepherd and range the woods and fields singing and +piping; or, what would be still worse, to turn poet, which they say is +an incurable and infectious malady."</p> + +<p>"The damsel is right," said the curate, "and it will be well to +put this stumbling-block and temptation out of our friend's way. To +begin, then, with the 'Diana' of Montemayor. I am of opinion it should +not be burned, but that it should be cleared of all that about the +sage Felicia and the magic water, and of almost all the longer +pieces of verse: let it keep, and welcome, its prose and the honour of +being the first of books of the kind."</p> + +<p>"This that comes next," said the barber, "is the 'Diana,' entitled +the 'Second Part, by the Salamancan,' and this other has the same +title, and its author is Gil Polo."</p> + +<p>"As for that of the Salamancan," replied the curate, "let it go to +swell the number of the condemned in the yard, and let Gil Polo's be +preserved as if it came from Apollo himself: but get on, gossip, and +make haste, for it is growing late."</p> + +<p>"This book," said the barber, opening another, "is the ten books +of the 'Fortune of Love,' written by Antonio de Lofraso, a Sardinian +poet."</p> + +<p>"By the orders I have received," said the curate, "since Apollo +has been Apollo, and the Muses have been Muses, and poets have been +poets, so droll and absurd a book as this has never been written, +and in its way it is the best and the most singular of all of this +species that have as yet appeared, and he who has not read it may be +sure he has never read what is delightful. Give it here, gossip, for I +make more account of having found it than if they had given me a +cassock of Florence stuff."</p> + +<p>He put it aside with extreme satisfaction, and the barber went on, +"These that come next are 'The Shepherd of Iberia,' 'Nymphs of +Henares,' and 'The Enlightenment of Jealousy.'"</p> + +<p>"Then all we have to do," said the curate, "is to hand them over +to the secular arm of the housekeeper, and ask me not why, or we shall +never have done."</p> + +<p>"This next is the 'Pastor de Filida.'"</p> + +<p>"No Pastor that," said the curate, "but a highly polished +courtier; let it be preserved as a precious jewel."</p> + +<p>"This large one here," said the barber, "is called 'The Treasury +of various Poems.'"</p> + +<p>"If there were not so many of them," said the curate, "they would be +more relished: this book must be weeded and cleansed of certain +vulgarities which it has with its excellences; let it be preserved +because the author is a friend of mine, and out of respect for other +more heroic and loftier works that he has written."</p> + +<p>"This," continued the barber, "is the 'Cancionero' of Lopez de +Maldonado."</p> + +<p>"The author of that book, too," said the curate, "is a great +friend of mine, and his verses from his own mouth are the admiration +of all who hear them, for such is the sweetness of his voice that he +enchants when he chants them: it gives rather too much of its +eclogues, but what is good was never yet plentiful: let it be kept +with those that have been set apart. But what book is that next it?"</p> + +<p>"The 'Galatea' of Miguel de Cervantes," said the barber.</p> + +<p>"That Cervantes has been for many years a great friend of mine, +and to my knowledge he has had more experience in reverses than in +verses. His book has some good invention in it, it presents us with +something but brings nothing to a conclusion: we must wait for the +Second Part it promises: perhaps with amendment it may succeed in +winning the full measure of grace that is now denied it; and in the +mean time do you, senor gossip, keep it shut up in your own quarters."</p> + +<p>"Very good," said the barber; "and here come three together, the +'Araucana' of Don Alonso de Ercilla, the 'Austriada' of Juan Rufo, +Justice of Cordova, and the 'Montserrate' of Christobal de Virues, the +Valencian poet."</p> + +<p>"These three books," said the curate, "are the best that have been +written in Castilian in heroic verse, and they may compare with the +most famous of Italy; let them be preserved as the richest treasures +of poetry that Spain possesses."</p> + +<p>The curate was tired and would not look into any more books, and +so he decided that, "contents uncertified," all the rest should be +burned; but just then the barber held open one, called "The Tears of +Angelica."</p> + +<p>"I should have shed tears myself," said the curate when he heard the +title, "had I ordered that book to be burned, for its author was one +of the famous poets of the world, not to say of Spain, and was very +happy in the translation of some of Ovid's fables."</p> + +<br><br><br><br> +<center><a name="c06e"></a><img alt="c06e.jpg (30K)" src="images/c06e.jpg" height="383" width="547"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br><br><br> + + + +<br><br><br><br> +<center><h2><a name="ch7"></a>CHAPTER VII.</h2></center> +<br> +<center><h3>OF THE SECOND SALLY OF OUR WORTHY KNIGHT DON QUIXOTE OF LA MANCHA +</h3></center> + +<br> +<br> +<center><a name="c07a"></a><img alt="c07a.jpg (151K)" src="images/c07a.jpg" height="440" width="650"> +</center> +<a href="images/c07a.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Full Size" src="images/enlarge.jpg"></a> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>At this instant Don Quixote began shouting out, "Here, here, +valiant knights! here is need for you to put forth the might of your +strong arms, for they of the Court are gaining the mastery in the +tourney!" Called away by this noise and outcry, they proceeded no +farther with the scrutiny of the remaining books, and so it is thought +that "The Carolea," "The Lion of Spain," and "The Deeds of the +Emperor," written by Don Luis de Avila, went to the fire unseen and +unheard; for no doubt they were among those that remained, and perhaps +if the curate had seen them they would not have undergone so severe +a sentence.</p> + +<p>When they reached Don Quixote he was already out of bed, and was +still shouting and raving, and slashing and cutting all round, as wide +awake as if he had never slept.</p> + +<p>They closed with him and by force got him back to bed, and when he +had become a little calm, addressing the curate, he said to him, "Of a +truth, Senor Archbishop Turpin, it is a great disgrace for us who call +ourselves the Twelve Peers, so carelessly to allow the knights of +the Court to gain the victory in this tourney, we the adventurers +having carried off the honour on the three former days."</p> + +<p>"Hush, gossip," said the curate; "please God, the luck may turn, and +what is lost to-day may be won to-morrow; for the present let your +worship have a care of your health, for it seems to me that you are +over-fatigued, if not badly wounded."</p> + +<p>"Wounded no," said Don Quixote, "but bruised and battered no +doubt, for that bastard Don Roland has cudgelled me with the trunk +of an oak tree, and all for envy, because he sees that I alone rival +him in his achievements. But I should not call myself Reinaldos of +Montalvan did he not pay me for it in spite of all his enchantments as +soon as I rise from this bed. For the present let them bring me +something to eat, for that, I feel, is what will be more to my +purpose, and leave it to me to avenge myself."</p> + +<p>They did as he wished; they gave him something to eat, and once more +he fell asleep, leaving them marvelling at his madness.</p> + +<p>That night the housekeeper burned to ashes all the books that were +in the yard and in the whole house; and some must have been consumed +that deserved preservation in everlasting archives, but their fate and +the laziness of the examiner did not permit it, and so in them was +verified the proverb that the innocent suffer for the guilty.</p> + +<p>One of the remedies which the curate and the barber immediately +applied to their friend's disorder was to wall up and plaster the room +where the books were, so that when he got up he should not find them +(possibly the cause being removed the effect might cease), and they +might say that a magician had carried them off, room and all; and this +was done with all despatch. Two days later Don Quixote got up, and the +first thing he did was to go and look at his books, and not finding +the room where he had left it, he wandered from side to side looking +for it. He came to the place where the door used to be, and tried it +with his hands, and turned and twisted his eyes in every direction +without saying a word; but after a good while he asked his housekeeper +whereabouts was the room that held his books.</p> + +<p>The housekeeper, who had been already well instructed in what she +was to answer, said, "What room or what nothing is it that your +worship is looking for? There are neither room nor books in this house +now, for the devil himself has carried all away."</p> + +<p>"It was not the devil," said the niece, "but a magician who came +on a cloud one night after the day your worship left this, and +dismounting from a serpent that he rode he entered the room, and +what he did there I know not, but after a little while he made off, +flying through the roof, and left the house full of smoke; and when we +went to see what he had done we saw neither book nor room: but we +remember very well, the housekeeper and I, that on leaving, the old +villain said in a loud voice that, for a private grudge he owed the +owner of the books and the room, he had done mischief in that house +that would be discovered by-and-by: he said too that his name was +the Sage Munaton."</p> + +<p>"He must have said Friston," said Don Quixote.</p> + +<p>"I don't know whether he called himself Friston or Friton," said the +housekeeper, "I only know that his name ended with 'ton.'"</p> + +<p>"So it does," said Don Quixote, "and he is a sage magician, a +great enemy of mine, who has a spite against me because he knows by +his arts and lore that in process of time I am to engage in single +combat with a knight whom he befriends and that I am to conquer, and +he will be unable to prevent it; and for this reason he endeavours +to do me all the ill turns that he can; but I promise him it will be +hard for him to oppose or avoid what is decreed by Heaven."</p> + +<p>"Who doubts that?" said the niece; "but, uncle, who mixes you up +in these quarrels? Would it not be better to remain at peace in your +own house instead of roaming the world looking for better bread than +ever came of wheat, never reflecting that many go for wool and come +back shorn?"</p> + +<p>"Oh, niece of mine," replied Don Quixote, "how much astray art +thou in thy reckoning: ere they shear me I shall have plucked away and +stripped off the beards of all who dare to touch only the tip of a +hair of mine."</p> + +<p>The two were unwilling to make any further answer, as they saw +that his anger was kindling.</p> + +<p>In short, then, he remained at home fifteen days very quietly +without showing any signs of a desire to take up with his former +delusions, and during this time he held lively discussions with his +two gossips, the curate and the barber, on the point he maintained, +that knights-errant were what the world stood most in need of, and +that in him was to be accomplished the revival of knight-errantry. The +curate sometimes contradicted him, sometimes agreed with him, for if +he had not observed this precaution he would have been unable to bring +him to reason.</p> + +<p>Meanwhile Don Quixote worked upon a farm labourer, a neighbour of +his, an honest man (if indeed that title can be given to him who is +poor), but with very little wit in his pate. In a word, he so talked +him over, and with such persuasions and promises, that the poor +clown made up his mind to sally forth with him and serve him as +esquire. Don Quixote, among other things, told him he ought to be +ready to go with him gladly, because any moment an adventure might +occur that might win an island in the twinkling of an eye and leave +him governor of it. On these and the like promises Sancho Panza (for +so the labourer was called) left wife and children, and engaged +himself as esquire to his neighbour.</p> + +<br> +<br><br><br> +<center><a name="c07b"></a><img alt="c07b.jpg (322K)" src="images/c07b.jpg" height="818" width="650"> +</center> +<a href="images/c07b.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Full Size" src="images/enlarge.jpg"></a> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>Don Quixote next set about +getting some money; and selling one thing and pawning another, and +making a bad bargain in every case, he got together a fair sum. He +provided himself with a buckler, which he begged as a loan from a +friend, and, restoring his battered helmet as best he could, he warned +his squire Sancho of the day and hour he meant to set out, that he +might provide himself with what he thought most needful. Above all, he +charged him to take alforjas with him. The other said he would, and +that he meant to take also a very good ass he had, as he was not +much given to going on foot. About the ass, Don Quixote hesitated a +little, trying whether he could call to mind any knight-errant +taking with him an esquire mounted on ass-back, but no instance +occurred to his memory. For all that, however, he determined to take +him, intending to furnish him with a more honourable mount when a +chance of it presented itself, by appropriating the horse of the first +discourteous knight he encountered. Himself he provided with shirts +and such other things as he could, according to the advice the host +had given him; all which being done, without taking leave, Sancho +Panza of his wife and children, or Don Quixote of his housekeeper +and niece, they sallied forth unseen by anybody from the village one +night, and made such good way in the course of it that by daylight +they held themselves safe from discovery, even should search be made +for them.</p> + +<p>Sancho rode on his ass like a patriarch, with his alforjas and bota, +and longing to see himself soon governor of the island his master +had promised him. Don Quixote decided upon taking the same route and +road he had taken on his first journey, that over the Campo de +Montiel, which he travelled with less discomfort than on the last +occasion, for, as it was early morning and the rays of the sun fell on +them obliquely, the heat did not distress them.</p> + +<p>And now said Sancho Panza to his master, "Your worship will take +care, Senor Knight-errant, not to forget about the island you have +promised me, for be it ever so big I'll be equal to governing it."</p> + +<p>To which Don Quixote replied, "Thou must know, friend Sancho +Panza, that it was a practice very much in vogue with the +knights-errant of old to make their squires governors of the islands +or kingdoms they won, and I am determined that there shall be no +failure on my part in so liberal a custom; on the contrary, I mean +to improve upon it, for they sometimes, and perhaps most frequently, +waited until their squires were old, and then when they had had enough +of service and hard days and worse nights, they gave them some title +or other, of count, or at the most marquis, of some valley or province +more or less; but if thou livest and I live, it may well be that +before six days are over, I may have won some kingdom that has +others dependent upon it, which will be just the thing to enable +thee to be crowned king of one of them. Nor needst thou count this +wonderful, for things and chances fall to the lot of such knights in +ways so unexampled and unexpected that I might easily give thee even +more than I promise thee."</p> + +<p>"In that case," said Sancho Panza, "if I should become a king by one +of those miracles your worship speaks of, even Juana Gutierrez, my old +woman, would come to be queen and my children infantes."</p> + +<p>"Well, who doubts it?" said Don Quixote.</p> + +<p>"I doubt it," replied Sancho Panza, "because for my part I am +persuaded that though God should shower down kingdoms upon earth, +not one of them would fit the head of Mari Gutierrez. Let me tell you, +senor, she is not worth two maravedis for a queen; countess will fit +her better, and that only with God's help."</p> + +<p>"Leave it to God, Sancho," returned Don Quixote, "for he will give +her what suits her best; but do not undervalue thyself so much as to +come to be content with anything less than being governor of a +province."</p> + +<p>"I will not, senor," answered Sancho, "specially as I have a man +of such quality for a master in your worship, who will know how to +give me all that will be suitable for me and that I can bear."</p> + +<br> +<br><br><br> +<center><a name="c07e"></a><img alt="c07e.jpg (70K)" src="images/c07e.jpg" height="747" width="589"> +</center> +<br><br><br><br> + + + + +<br><br> +<center><h2><a name="ch8"></a>CHAPTER VIII.</h2></center> +<br> +<center><h3>OF THE GOOD FORTUNE WHICH THE VALIANT DON QUIXOTE HAD IN THE +TERRIBLE AND UNDREAMT-OF ADVENTURE OF THE WINDMILLS, WITH OTHER +OCCURRENCES WORTHY TO BE FITLY RECORDED +</h3></center> + +<br><br> +<center><a name="c08a"></a><img alt="c08a.jpg (142K)" src="images/c08a.jpg" height="428" width="650"> +</center> +<a href="images/c08a.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Full Size" src="images/enlarge.jpg"></a> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>At this point they came in sight of thirty forty windmills that +there are on plain, and as soon as Don Quixote saw them he said to his +squire, "Fortune is arranging matters for us better than we could have +shaped our desires ourselves, for look there, friend Sancho Panza, +where thirty or more monstrous giants present themselves, all of +whom I mean to engage in battle and slay, and with whose spoils we +shall begin to make our fortunes; for this is righteous warfare, and +it is God's good service to sweep so evil a breed from off the face of +the earth."</p> + +<p>"What giants?" said Sancho Panza.</p> + +<p>"Those thou seest there," answered his master, "with the long +arms, and some have them nearly two leagues long."</p> + +<p>"Look, your worship," said Sancho; "what we see there are not giants +but windmills, and what seem to be their arms are the sails that +turned by the wind make the millstone go."</p> + +<p>"It is easy to see," replied Don Quixote, "that thou art not used to +this business of adventures; those are giants; and if thou art afraid, +away with thee out of this and betake thyself to prayer while I engage +them in fierce and unequal combat."</p> + +<p>So saying, he gave the spur to his steed Rocinante, heedless of +the cries his squire Sancho sent after him, warning him that most +certainly they were windmills and not giants he was going to attack. +He, however, was so positive they were giants that he neither heard +the cries of Sancho, nor perceived, near as he was, what they were, +but made at them shouting, "Fly not, cowards and vile beings, for a +single knight attacks you."</p> + +<p>A slight breeze at this moment sprang up, and the great sails +began to move, seeing which Don Quixote exclaimed, "Though ye flourish +more arms than the giant Briareus, ye have to reckon with me."</p> + +<p>So saying, and commending himself with all his heart to his lady +Dulcinea, imploring her to support him in such a peril, with lance +in rest and covered by his buckler, he charged at Rocinante's +fullest gallop and fell upon the first mill that stood in front of +him; but as he drove his lance-point into the sail the wind whirled it +round with such force that it shivered the lance to pieces, sweeping +with it horse and rider, who went rolling over on the plain, in a +sorry condition. Sancho hastened to his assistance as fast as his +ass could go, and when he came up found him unable to move, with +such a shock had Rocinante fallen with him.</p> + +<br> +<br><br><br> +<center><a name="c08b"></a><img alt="c08b.jpg (358K)" src="images/c08b.jpg" height="812" width="650"> +</center> +<a href="images/c08b.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Full Size" src="images/enlarge.jpg"></a> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>"God bless me!" said Sancho, "did I not tell your worship to mind +what you were about, for they were only windmills? and no one could +have made any mistake about it but one who had something of the same +kind in his head."</p> + +<p>"Hush, friend Sancho," replied Don Quixote, "the fortunes of war +more than any other are liable to frequent fluctuations; and +moreover I think, and it is the truth, that that same sage Friston who +carried off my study and books, has turned these giants into mills +in order to rob me of the glory of vanquishing them, such is the +enmity he bears me; but in the end his wicked arts will avail but +little against my good sword."</p> + +<br> +<br><br><br> +<center><a name="c08c"></a><img alt="c08c.jpg (301K)" src="images/c08c.jpg" height="833" width="650"> +</center> +<a href="images/c08c.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="Full Size" src="images/enlarge.jpg"></a> +<br><br><br><br> + +<p>"God order it as he may," said Sancho Panza, and helping him to rise +got him up again on Rocinante, whose shoulder was half out; and +then, discussing the late adventure, they followed the road to +Puerto Lapice, for there, said Don Quixote, they could not fail to +find adventures in abundance and variety, as it was a great +thoroughfare. For all that, he was much grieved at the loss of his +lance, and saying so to his squire, he added, "I remember having +read how a Spanish knight, Diego Perez de Vargas by name, having +broken his sword in battle, tore from an oak a ponderous bough or +branch, and with it did such things that day, and pounded so many +Moors, that he got the surname of Machuca, and he and his +descendants from that day forth were called Vargas y Machuca. I +mention this because from the first oak I see I mean to rend such +another branch, large and stout like that, with which I am +determined and resolved to do such deeds that thou mayest deem thyself +very fortunate in being found worthy to come and see them, and be an +eyewitness of things that will with difficulty be believed."</p> + +<p>"Be that as God will," said Sancho, "I believe it all as your +worship says it; but straighten yourself a little, for you seem all on +one side, may be from the shaking of the fall."</p> + +<p>"That is the truth," said Don Quixote, "and if I make no complaint +of the pain it is because knights-errant are not permitted to complain +of any wound, even though their bowels be coming out through it."</p> + +<p>"If so," said Sancho, "I have nothing to say; but God knows I +would rather your worship complained when anything ailed you. For my +part, I confess I must complain however small the ache may be; +unless this rule about not complaining extends to the squires of +knights-errant also."</p> + +<p>Don Quixote could not help laughing at his squire's simplicity, +and he assured him he might complain whenever and however he chose, +just as he liked, for, so far, he had never read of anything to the +contrary in the order of knighthood.</p> + +<p>Sancho bade him remember it was dinner-time, to which his master +answered that he wanted nothing himself just then, but that he might +eat when he had a mind. With this permission Sancho settled himself as +comfortably as he could on his beast, and taking out of the alforjas +what he had stowed away in them, he jogged along behind his master +munching deliberately, and from time to time taking a pull at the bota +with a relish that the thirstiest tapster in Malaga might have envied; +and while he went on in this way, gulping down draught after +draught, he never gave a thought to any of the promises his master had +made him, nor did he rate it as hardship but rather as recreation +going in quest of adventures, however dangerous they might be. Finally +they passed the night among some trees, from one of which Don +Quixote plucked a dry branch to serve him after a fashion as a +lance, and fixed on it the head he had removed from the broken one. +All that night Don Quixote lay awake thinking of his lady Dulcinea, in +order to conform to what he had read in his books, how many a night in +the forests and deserts knights used to lie sleepless supported by the +memory of their mistresses. Not so did Sancho Panza spend it, for +having his stomach full of something stronger than chicory water he +made but one sleep of it, and, if his master had not called him, +neither the rays of the sun beating on his face nor all the cheery +notes of the birds welcoming the approach of day would have had +power to waken him. On getting up he tried the bota and found it +somewhat less full than the night before, which grieved his heart +because they did not seem to be on the way to remedy the deficiency +readily. Don Quixote did not care to break his fast, for, as has +been already said, he confined himself to savoury recollections for +nourishment.</p> + +<p>They returned to the road they had set out with, leading to Puerto +Lapice, and at three in the afternoon they came in sight of it. "Here, +brother Sancho Panza," said Don Quixote when he saw it, "we may plunge +our hands up to the elbows in what they call adventures; but +observe, even shouldst thou see me in the greatest danger in the +world, thou must not put a hand to thy sword in my defence, unless +indeed thou perceivest that those who assail me are rabble or base +folk; for in that case thou mayest very properly aid me; but if they +be knights it is on no account permitted or allowed thee by the laws +of knighthood to help me until thou hast been dubbed a knight."</p> + +<p>"Most certainly, senor," replied Sancho, "your worship shall be +fully obeyed in this matter; all the more as of myself I am peaceful +and no friend to mixing in strife and quarrels: it is true that as +regards the defence of my own person I shall not give much heed to +those laws, for laws human and divine allow each one to defend himself +against any assailant whatever."</p> + +<p>"That I grant," said Don Quixote, "but in this matter of aiding me +against knights thou must put a restraint upon thy natural +impetuosity."</p> + +<p>"I will do so, I promise you," answered Sancho, "and will keep +this precept as carefully as Sunday."</p> + +<p>While they were thus talking there appeared on the road two friars +of the order of St. Benedict, mounted on two dromedaries, for not less +tall were the two mules they rode on. They wore travelling +spectacles and carried sunshades; and behind them came a coach +attended by four or five persons on horseback and two muleteers on +foot. In the coach there was, as afterwards appeared, a Biscay lady on +her way to Seville, where her husband was about to take passage for +the Indies with an appointment of high honour. The friars, though +going the same road, were not in her company; but the moment Don +Quixote perceived them he said to his squire, "Either I am mistaken, +or this is going to be the most famous adventure that has ever been +seen, for those black bodies we see there must be, and doubtless +are, magicians who are carrying off some stolen princess in that +coach, and with all my might I must undo this wrong."</p> + +<p>"This will be worse than the windmills," said Sancho. "Look, +senor; those are friars of St. Benedict, and the coach plainly belongs +to some travellers: I tell you to mind well what you are about and +don't let the devil mislead you."</p> + +<p>"I have told thee already, Sancho," replied Don Quixote, "that on +the subject of adventures thou knowest little. What I say is the +truth, as thou shalt see presently."</p> + +<p>So saying, he advanced and posted himself in the middle of the +road along which the friars were coming, and as soon as he thought +they had come near enough to hear what he said, he cried aloud, +"Devilish and unnatural beings, release instantly the highborn +princesses whom you are carrying off by force in this coach, else +prepare to meet a speedy death as the just punishment of your evil +deeds."</p> + +<p>The friars drew rein and stood wondering at the appearance of Don +Quixote as well as at his words, to which they replied, "Senor +Caballero, we are not devilish or unnatural, but two brothers of St. +Benedict following our road, nor do we know whether or not there are +any captive princesses coming in this coach."</p> + +<p>"No soft words with me, for I know you, lying rabble," said Don +Quixote, and without waiting for a reply he spurred Rocinante and with +levelled lance charged the first friar with such fury and +determination, that, if the friar had not flung himself off the +mule, he would have brought him to the ground against his will, and +sore wounded, if not killed outright. The second brother, seeing how +his comrade was treated, drove his heels into his castle of a mule and +made off across the country faster than the wind.</p> + +<p>Sancho Panza, when he saw the friar on the ground, dismounting +briskly from his ass, rushed towards him and began to strip off his +gown. At that instant the friars muleteers came up and asked what he +was stripping him for. Sancho answered them that this fell to him +lawfully as spoil of the battle which his lord Don Quixote had won. +The muleteers, who had no idea of a joke and did not understand all +this about battles and spoils, seeing that Don Quixote was some +distance off talking to the travellers in the coach, fell upon Sancho, +knocked him down, and leaving hardly a hair in his beard, belaboured +him with kicks and left him stretched breathless and senseless on +the ground; and without any more delay helped the friar to mount, who, +trembling, terrified, and pale, as soon as he found himself in the +saddle, spurred after his companion, who was standing at a distance +looking on, watching the result of the onslaught; then, not caring +to wait for the end of the affair just begun, they pursued their +journey making more crosses than if they had the devil after them.</p> + +<p>Don Quixote was, as has been said, speaking to the lady in the +coach: "Your beauty, lady mine," said he, "may now dispose of your +person as may be most in accordance with your pleasure, for the +pride of your ravishers lies prostrate on the ground through this +strong arm of mine; and lest you should be pining to know the name +of your deliverer, know that I am called Don Quixote of La Mancha, +knight-errant and adventurer, and captive to the peerless and +beautiful lady Dulcinea del Toboso: and in return for the service +you have received of me I ask no more than that you should return to +El Toboso, and on my behalf present yourself before that lady and tell +her what I have done to set you free."</p> + +<p>One of the squires in attendance upon the coach, a Biscayan, was +listening to all Don Quixote was saying, and, perceiving that he would +not allow the coach to go on, but was saying it must return at once to +El Toboso, he made at him, and seizing his lance addressed him in +bad Castilian and worse Biscayan after his fashion, "Begone, +caballero, and ill go with thee; by the God that made me, unless +thou quittest coach, slayest thee as art here a Biscayan."</p> + +<p>Don Quixote understood him quite well, and answered him very +quietly, "If thou wert a knight, as thou art none, I should have +already chastised thy folly and rashness, miserable creature." To +which the Biscayan returned, "I no gentleman!—I swear to God thou +liest as I am Christian: if thou droppest lance and drawest sword, +soon shalt thou see thou art carrying water to the cat: Biscayan on +land, hidalgo at sea, hidalgo at the devil, and look, if thou sayest +otherwise thou liest."</p> + +<p>"'"You will see presently," said Agrajes,'" replied Don Quixote; and +throwing his lance on the ground he drew his sword, braced his buckler +on his arm, and attacked the Biscayan, bent upon taking his life.</p> + +<p>The Biscayan, when he saw him coming on, though he wished to +dismount from his mule, in which, being one of those sorry ones let +out for hire, he had no confidence, had no choice but to draw his +sword; it was lucky for him, however, that he was near the coach, from +which he was able to snatch a cushion that served him for a shield; +and they went at one another as if they had been two mortal enemies. +The others strove to make peace between them, but could not, for the +Biscayan declared in his disjointed phrase that if they did not let +him finish his battle he would kill his mistress and everyone that +strove to prevent him. The lady in the coach, amazed and terrified +at what she saw, ordered the coachman to draw aside a little, and +set herself to watch this severe struggle, in the course of which +the Biscayan smote Don Quixote a mighty stroke on the shoulder over +the top of his buckler, which, given to one without armour, would have +cleft him to the waist. Don Quixote, feeling the weight of this +prodigious blow, cried aloud, saying, "O lady of my soul, Dulcinea, +flower of beauty, come to the aid of this your knight, who, in +fulfilling his obligations to your beauty, finds himself in this +extreme peril." To say this, to lift his sword, to shelter himself +well behind his buckler, and to assail the Biscayan was the work of an +instant, determined as he was to venture all upon a single blow. The +Biscayan, seeing him come on in this way, was convinced of his courage +by his spirited bearing, and resolved to follow his example, so he +waited for him keeping well under cover of his cushion, being unable +to execute any sort of manoeuvre with his mule, which, dead tired +and never meant for this kind of game, could not stir a step.</p> + +<p>On, then, as aforesaid, came Don Quixote against the wary +Biscayan, with uplifted sword and a firm intention of splitting him in +half, while on his side the Biscayan waited for him sword in hand, and +under the protection of his cushion; and all present stood +trembling, waiting in suspense the result of blows such as +threatened to fall, and the lady in the coach and the rest of her +following were making a thousand vows and offerings to all the +images and shrines of Spain, that God might deliver her squire and all +of them from this great peril in which they found themselves. But it +spoils all, that at this point and crisis the author of the history +leaves this battle impending, giving as excuse that he could find +nothing more written about these achievements of Don Quixote than what +has been already set forth. It is true the second author of this +work was unwilling to believe that a history so curious could have +been allowed to fall under the sentence of oblivion, or that the +wits of La Mancha could have been so undiscerning as not to preserve +in their archives or registries some documents referring to this +famous knight; and this being his persuasion, he did not despair of +finding the conclusion of this pleasant history, which, heaven +favouring him, he did find in a way that shall be related in the +Second Part.</p> + + +<br> +<br><br><br> +<center><a name="c08e"></a><img alt="c08e.jpg (54K)" src="images/c08e.jpg" height="409" width="650"> +</center> + + +<br> +<br> + + +<center> +<table summary="" cellPadding=4 border=3> +<tr><td> + <a href="p2.htm">Previous Part</a> +</td><td> + <a href="5921-h.htm">Main Index</a> +</td><td> + <a href="p4.htm">Next Part</a> + </td></tr> +</table> +</center> +<br><br> + +</body> +</html> + |