{"id":243,"date":"2019-12-01T16:45:25","date_gmt":"2019-12-01T16:45:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.publiconsulting.com\/wordpress\/donquixoteoflamancha\/chapter\/second-part-chapter-vii-2\/"},"modified":"2020-03-23T07:45:06","modified_gmt":"2020-03-23T07:45:06","slug":"second-part-chapter-vii","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/www.publiconsulting.com\/wordpress\/donquixoteoflamancha\/chapter\/second-part-chapter-vii\/","title":{"rendered":"Second Part. Chapter VII"},"content":{"raw":"CHAPTER VII<\/a>\r\n
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Regarding the conversation that Don Quixote had with his squire, as well as other exceptionally famous events<\/span><\/h2>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

When the housekeeper saw that Sancho Panza had shut himself away with her master, she knew what their business was, and imagining that this consultation would result in a determination to embark on a third sally, she put on her cloak and, filled with sorrow and grief, went to find Bachelor Sans\u00f3n Carrasco, for it seemed to her that because he was well-spoken and a recent friend, he could persuade her master to abandon his mad intentions.<\/p>\r\n

She found him walking in the courtyard of his house, and when she saw him she fell at his feet, perspiring in her distress. When Carrasco saw this display of sorrow and alarm, he said to her:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWhat is it, Se\u00f1ora? What has happened? You look as if your heart would break.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cIt\u2019s nothing, Se\u00f1or Sans\u00f3n, except that my master\u2019s pushing out, he\u2019s pushing out, no doubt about it!\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cAnd where is he pushing out, Se\u00f1ora?\u201d asked Sans\u00f3n. \u201cHas he broken any part of his body?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cHe isn\u2019t pushing out anywhere,\u201d she responded, \u201cexcept through the door of his madness. I mean, dear Se\u00f1or Bachelor, that he wants to leave again, and this will be the third time, to search the wide world for what he calls ventures, and I don\u2019t understand how he can give them that name.340<\/a><\/span><\/sup> The first time they brought him back to us lying across a donkey, <\/a>beaten and battered. The second time he came home in an oxcart, locked in a cage and claiming he was enchanted, and the poor man was in such a state that his own mother wouldn\u2019t have recognized him: skinny, pale, his eyes sunk right into the top of his head; to bring him back to himself a little, I used more than six hundred eggs; God knows that, and so does everybody else, and my hens, too, and they wouldn\u2019t let me lie.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI certainly can believe that,\u201d responded the bachelor, \u201cfor they are so good, so plump, and so well-bred that they would not tell a falsehood even if it killed them. In fact, Se\u00f1ora, is there something else, some mishap other than the one you fear Se\u00f1or Don Quixote plans to undertake?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cNo, Se\u00f1or,\u201d she responded.<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWell then, don\u2019t worry,\u201d responded the bachelor, \u201cbut go home in peace and prepare a hot lunch for me, and on the way say St. Apollonia\u2019s prayer,341<\/a><\/span><\/sup> if you know it; I\u2019ll be there soon, and then you\u2019ll see wonders.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cLord save us!\u201d replied the housekeeper. \u201cDid your grace say I should say St. Apollonia\u2019s prayer? That would work if my master\u2019s trouble was in his teeth, but his is in his brain.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI know what I\u2019m saying, Se\u00f1ora; go now, and don\u2019t start arguing with me: you know I\u2019m a bachelor from Salamanca, and there\u2019s no better babbler than that,\u201d342<\/a><\/span><\/sup> responded Carrasco.<\/p>\r\n

And at this the housekeeper left, and the bachelor went immediately to find the priest, in order to communicate to him what will be related in due course.<\/p>\r\n

While Don Quixote and Sancho were shut away together, they had a conversation that is recounted in the history with a good deal of accuracy and attention to detail.<\/p>\r\n

Sancho said to his master:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, I\u2019ve already conveyanced my wife to let me go with your grace wherever you want to take me.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cConvinced<\/span> is what you mean, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cnot conveyanced.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cOnce or twice,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cif I remember correctly, I\u2019ve asked your grace not to correct my words if you understand what I mean by them, and when you don\u2019t understand, to say: \u2018Sancho, you devil, I <\/a>don\u2019t understand you,\u2019 and if I can\u2019t explain, then you can correct me; I\u2019m so plaint\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI do not understand you, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cbecause I do not know what I am so plaint<\/span> means.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSo plaint<\/span> means,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cThat\u2019s just the way I am.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cNow I understand you even less,\u201d replied Don Quixote.<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWell, if you can\u2019t understand me,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cI don\u2019t know any other way to say it; that\u2019s all I know, and may God protect me.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cOh, now I have it,\u201d responded Don Quixote. \u201cYou mean to say that you are so pliant,<\/span> so docile and softhearted, that you will accept what I tell you and learn what I teach you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI\u2019ll bet,\u201d said Sancho, \u201cyou knew what I was saying and understood me from the beginning, but wanted to mix me up so you could hear me make another two hundred mistakes.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThat may be,\u201d replied Don Quixote. \u201cTell me, then, what does Teresa say?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cTeresa says,\u201d said Sancho, \u201cthat I should keep a sharp eye on you, and there\u2019s no arguing against written proof, because if you cut the deck you don\u2019t deal, and a bird in hand is worth two in the bush. And I say that a woman\u2019s advice is no jewel, and the man who doesn\u2019t take it is a fool.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cAnd I say that as well,\u201d responded Don Quixote. \u201cContinue, Sancho my friend, go on, for today you are speaking pearls.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThe fact is,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cthat as your grace knows very well, we\u2019re all subject to death, here today and gone tomorrow, and the lamb goes as quickly as the sheep, and nobody can promise himself more hours of life in this world than the ones God wants to give him, because death is silent, and when she comes knocking at the door of our life, she\u2019s always in a hurry, and nothing will stop her, not prayers or struggles or scepters or miters, and that\u2019s something that everybody hears, something they tell us from the pulpit.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cAll of that is true,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cbut I do not know where it is taking you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cIt\u2019s taking me to this,\u201d said Sancho. \u201cYour grace should tell me exactly what salary you\u2019ll give me for each month I serve you, and this salary should be paid to me from your estate; I don\u2019t want to depend on anybody\u2019s favors, which come late, or badly, or never; may God help me to tend to my own business. The point is, I want to know what I\u2019m earning, whether it\u2019s a lot or a little; a hen sits on her egg, and a lot of littles <\/a>make a lot, and as long as you\u2019re earning you don\u2019t lose a thing. And if it should happen, and I don\u2019t believe or expect that it will, that your grace gives me the \u00ednsula you promised, I\u2019m not such an ingrate, and not such a pennypincher, that I won\u2019t want the rent from the \u00ednsula to be added up and deducted from my salary pro rat.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSancho my friend,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201csometimes a rat is as good as a rata.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI understand,\u201d said Sancho. \u201cI\u2019ll bet I should have said rata<\/span> and not rat,<\/span> but it doesn\u2019t matter at all, because your grace understood me.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cAnd understood you so well,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cthat I have penetrated to your most hidden thoughts, and I know the target you are trying to hit with the countless arrows of your proverbs. Look, Sancho: I certainly should have specified a salary for you if I had found in any of the histories of the knights errant an example that would have revealed to me and shown me, by means of the smallest sign, what wages were for a month, or a year, but I have read all or most of their histories, and I do not recall reading that any knight errant ever specified a fixed salary for his squire. I know only that all of them served without pay, and when they least expected it, if things had gone well for their masters, they found themselves rewarded with an \u00ednsula or something comparable; at the very least, they received a title and nobility. If, with these expectations and addenda, you, Sancho, would like to serve me again, then welcome,343<\/a><\/span><\/sup> but if you think I am going to force the ancient usage of knight errantry beyond its limits and boundaries, then you are sadly mistaken. Therefore, my dear Sancho, return to your house and tell your Teresa my intention, and if it pleases her and you to serve me without wages, bene quidem<\/span>,344<\/a><\/span><\/sup> and if not, we shall still be friends, for if the pigeon coop has plenty of feed, it will have plenty of pigeons. And remember, Sancho, that fine hopes are better than miserable possessions, and a good lawsuit better than a bad payment. I am speaking in this manner, Sancho, so you may understand that, like you, I too know how to pour down rainstorms of proverbs. And, finally, I want to tell you, and I do tell you, that if you do not wish to accompany me without pay, and take the same risks I do, then God be with you and turn you into a saint, for I shall have no lack of squires <\/a>more obedient, more solicitous, less uncouth, and less talkative than you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

When Sancho heard his master\u2019s firm resolve, the sky filled with clouds and his heart sank, because he had been certain that his master would not leave without him for all the world\u2019s riches, and so he was perplexed and thoughtful when Sans\u00f3n Carrasco came in, along with the niece,345<\/a><\/span><\/sup> who was eager to hear the arguments he would use to persuade their lord and master not to seek adventures again. Sans\u00f3n, famous for his sly humor, came up to him, embraced him as he had done the first time, and in a loud voice said to him:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cO flower of errant chivalry! O resplendent light of arms! O honor and paragon of the Spanish nation! May it please Almighty God that the person or persons who impede or hinder your third sally never emerge from the labyrinth of their desires, and never be granted what they most wish for.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

And turning to the housekeeper, he said:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThe housekeeper can certainly stop reciting St. Apollonia\u2019s prayer, for I know it is the clear decision of the heavenly spheres that Se\u00f1or Don Quixote should once again put into effect his original and noble thoughts, and it would weigh heavily on my conscience if I did not convey to this knight and persuade him that the strength of his valiant arm and the virtue of his valorous spirit should tarry and be constrained no more, for delay thwarts the righting of wrongs, the defense of orphans, the honoring of damsels, the favoring of widows, the protection of married women, and other things of this nature that touch on, relate to, depend on, and are attached to the order of errant chivalry. O Se\u00f1or Don Quixote, so fair and brave, let it be today rather than tomorrow that your lofty grace sets out on your way! And if anything is needed to make this a reality, here I am to supply it with my person and my fortune, and if it proves necessary to serve your magnificence as squire, I would consider it a most happy stroke of good fortune!\u201d<\/p>\r\n

At this, Don Quixote turned to Sancho and said:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cDid I not tell you, Sancho, that I would have more than enough squires? Look who is offering to fill the position: none other than the extraordinary Bachelor Sans\u00f3n Carrasco, perpetual diversion and delight of the courtyards of the Salamancan schools, healthy in body, agile of limb, silent, long-suffering of heat as well as cold, hunger as well as <\/a>thirst, and possessed of all the qualities required to be the squire of a knight errant. But heaven forbid that for the sake of my own pleasure this pillar of letters be weakened, this vessel of sciences broken, this lofty glory of the good and liberal arts cut down. Let this new Samson remain in his native land, and by honoring it may he also honor the white hairs of his aging parents, for I shall be content with any squire at all, since Sancho does not deign to come with me.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cOh yes, I do, I deign,\u201d responded Sancho, deeply moved, his eyes filled with tears, and he continued: \u201cLet nobody say of me, dear master, that when all the bread\u2019s eaten he leaves; no, for I don\u2019t come from ungrateful stock; everybody knows, especially in my village, what kind of people the Panzas were, and I come from them, and besides, because of your many good actions and even more good words, I know and understand your grace\u2019s desire to show me favor; if I tried to work out exactly how much my salary would be, it was to please my wife; when she puts her hand to convincing you of something, no mallet can press down the hoops of a barrel the way she can press you to do what she wants, but the truth is, a man must be a man, and a woman a woman, and since I\u2019m a man everywhere, which I cannot deny, I also want to be a man in my own house, no matter who\u2019s inside; and so, there\u2019s nothing more to do except for your grace to prepare your will and its codicil so it can\u2019t be resoaked, and for us to be on our way soon so that the soul of Se\u00f1or Sans\u00f3n doesn\u2019t suffer anymore, because he says his conscience demands that he persuade your grace to go out into the world for a third time; and I offer to serve your grace again, faithfully and loyally and as well as and better than all the squires who have ever served knights errant in past or present times.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

The bachelor was astonished to hear the manner and fashion in which Sancho Panza spoke, for although he had read the first history of the knight, he never believed the squire was as amusing as he had been depicted there; but when he heard him say will and codicil that can\u2019t be resoaked<\/span> instead of will and codicil that can\u2019t be revoked,<\/span> he believed everything about him that he had read, and took him to be one of the most solemn simpletons of our day, and said to himself that two such madmen as this master and servant had never been known in the world before.<\/p>\r\n

Finally, Don Quixote and Sancho embraced and were friends again, and with the approval and blessing of the great Carrasco, who for the moment was his oracle, Don Quixote declared that his departure would <\/a>take place in three days, which would give him time to prepare what was needed for the journey, and to find a full sallet helmet, which he said he must have at all costs. Sans\u00f3n offered him one, because he knew that a friend of his who owned one would not refuse to give it to him, though it was darkened by rust and mold rather than having the brightness of polished steel.<\/p>\r\n

The curses that the two women, the housekeeper and the niece, hurled at the bachelor were beyond number; they tore their hair, scratched their faces, and in the manner of professional mourners bewailed the departure of their lord and master as if it were his death. Sans\u00f3n\u2019s plan when he urged Don Quixote to leave again was to do what the history will recount later, and he did it all on the advice of the priest and the barber, with whom he had consulted earlier.<\/p>\r\n

In short, in those three days Don Quixote and Sancho prepared everything they thought necessary, and Sancho having placated his wife, and Don Quixote his niece and his housekeeper, at nightfall, unseen by anyone except the bachelor, who wanted to accompany them half a league from the village, they set out on the road to Toboso, Don Quixote on his good Rocinante and Sancho on his old donkey, his saddlebags supplied with food and provisions, and his purse with money given to him by Don Quixote for any eventualities. Sans\u00f3n embraced Don Quixote and asked that he keep him informed regarding his good or bad luck, so that he might rejoice over the first or grieve over the second, as the laws of friendship demanded. Don Quixote promised that he would, Sans\u00f3n returned to the village, and the two men took the road to the great city of Toboso.<\/p>\r\n","rendered":"

CHAPTER VII<\/a><\/p>\n

\n

Regarding the conversation that Don Quixote had with his squire, as well as other exceptionally famous events<\/span><\/h2>\n<\/div>\n

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When the housekeeper saw that Sancho Panza had shut himself away with her master, she knew what their business was, and imagining that this consultation would result in a determination to embark on a third sally, she put on her cloak and, filled with sorrow and grief, went to find Bachelor Sans\u00f3n Carrasco, for it seemed to her that because he was well-spoken and a recent friend, he could persuade her master to abandon his mad intentions.<\/p>\n

She found him walking in the courtyard of his house, and when she saw him she fell at his feet, perspiring in her distress. When Carrasco saw this display of sorrow and alarm, he said to her:<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat is it, Se\u00f1ora? What has happened? You look as if your heart would break.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s nothing, Se\u00f1or Sans\u00f3n, except that my master\u2019s pushing out, he\u2019s pushing out, no doubt about it!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd where is he pushing out, Se\u00f1ora?\u201d asked Sans\u00f3n. \u201cHas he broken any part of his body?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe isn\u2019t pushing out anywhere,\u201d she responded, \u201cexcept through the door of his madness. I mean, dear Se\u00f1or Bachelor, that he wants to leave again, and this will be the third time, to search the wide world for what he calls ventures, and I don\u2019t understand how he can give them that name.340<\/a><\/span><\/sup> The first time they brought him back to us lying across a donkey, <\/a>beaten and battered. The second time he came home in an oxcart, locked in a cage and claiming he was enchanted, and the poor man was in such a state that his own mother wouldn\u2019t have recognized him: skinny, pale, his eyes sunk right into the top of his head; to bring him back to himself a little, I used more than six hundred eggs; God knows that, and so does everybody else, and my hens, too, and they wouldn\u2019t let me lie.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI certainly can believe that,\u201d responded the bachelor, \u201cfor they are so good, so plump, and so well-bred that they would not tell a falsehood even if it killed them. In fact, Se\u00f1ora, is there something else, some mishap other than the one you fear Se\u00f1or Don Quixote plans to undertake?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, Se\u00f1or,\u201d she responded.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell then, don\u2019t worry,\u201d responded the bachelor, \u201cbut go home in peace and prepare a hot lunch for me, and on the way say St. Apollonia\u2019s prayer,341<\/a><\/span><\/sup> if you know it; I\u2019ll be there soon, and then you\u2019ll see wonders.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLord save us!\u201d replied the housekeeper. \u201cDid your grace say I should say St. Apollonia\u2019s prayer? That would work if my master\u2019s trouble was in his teeth, but his is in his brain.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know what I\u2019m saying, Se\u00f1ora; go now, and don\u2019t start arguing with me: you know I\u2019m a bachelor from Salamanca, and there\u2019s no better babbler than that,\u201d342<\/a><\/span><\/sup> responded Carrasco.<\/p>\n

And at this the housekeeper left, and the bachelor went immediately to find the priest, in order to communicate to him what will be related in due course.<\/p>\n

While Don Quixote and Sancho were shut away together, they had a conversation that is recounted in the history with a good deal of accuracy and attention to detail.<\/p>\n

Sancho said to his master:<\/p>\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, I\u2019ve already conveyanced my wife to let me go with your grace wherever you want to take me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cConvinced<\/span> is what you mean, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cnot conveyanced.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cOnce or twice,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cif I remember correctly, I\u2019ve asked your grace not to correct my words if you understand what I mean by them, and when you don\u2019t understand, to say: \u2018Sancho, you devil, I <\/a>don\u2019t understand you,\u2019 and if I can\u2019t explain, then you can correct me; I\u2019m so plaint\u2026.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI do not understand you, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cbecause I do not know what I am so plaint<\/span> means.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo plaint<\/span> means,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cThat\u2019s just the way I am.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNow I understand you even less,\u201d replied Don Quixote.<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, if you can\u2019t understand me,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cI don\u2019t know any other way to say it; that\u2019s all I know, and may God protect me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, now I have it,\u201d responded Don Quixote. \u201cYou mean to say that you are so pliant,<\/span> so docile and softhearted, that you will accept what I tell you and learn what I teach you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll bet,\u201d said Sancho, \u201cyou knew what I was saying and understood me from the beginning, but wanted to mix me up so you could hear me make another two hundred mistakes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat may be,\u201d replied Don Quixote. \u201cTell me, then, what does Teresa say?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTeresa says,\u201d said Sancho, \u201cthat I should keep a sharp eye on you, and there\u2019s no arguing against written proof, because if you cut the deck you don\u2019t deal, and a bird in hand is worth two in the bush. And I say that a woman\u2019s advice is no jewel, and the man who doesn\u2019t take it is a fool.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd I say that as well,\u201d responded Don Quixote. \u201cContinue, Sancho my friend, go on, for today you are speaking pearls.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThe fact is,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cthat as your grace knows very well, we\u2019re all subject to death, here today and gone tomorrow, and the lamb goes as quickly as the sheep, and nobody can promise himself more hours of life in this world than the ones God wants to give him, because death is silent, and when she comes knocking at the door of our life, she\u2019s always in a hurry, and nothing will stop her, not prayers or struggles or scepters or miters, and that\u2019s something that everybody hears, something they tell us from the pulpit.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAll of that is true,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cbut I do not know where it is taking you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s taking me to this,\u201d said Sancho. \u201cYour grace should tell me exactly what salary you\u2019ll give me for each month I serve you, and this salary should be paid to me from your estate; I don\u2019t want to depend on anybody\u2019s favors, which come late, or badly, or never; may God help me to tend to my own business. The point is, I want to know what I\u2019m earning, whether it\u2019s a lot or a little; a hen sits on her egg, and a lot of littles <\/a>make a lot, and as long as you\u2019re earning you don\u2019t lose a thing. And if it should happen, and I don\u2019t believe or expect that it will, that your grace gives me the \u00ednsula you promised, I\u2019m not such an ingrate, and not such a pennypincher, that I won\u2019t want the rent from the \u00ednsula to be added up and deducted from my salary pro rat.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSancho my friend,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201csometimes a rat is as good as a rata.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI understand,\u201d said Sancho. \u201cI\u2019ll bet I should have said rata<\/span> and not rat,<\/span> but it doesn\u2019t matter at all, because your grace understood me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd understood you so well,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cthat I have penetrated to your most hidden thoughts, and I know the target you are trying to hit with the countless arrows of your proverbs. Look, Sancho: I certainly should have specified a salary for you if I had found in any of the histories of the knights errant an example that would have revealed to me and shown me, by means of the smallest sign, what wages were for a month, or a year, but I have read all or most of their histories, and I do not recall reading that any knight errant ever specified a fixed salary for his squire. I know only that all of them served without pay, and when they least expected it, if things had gone well for their masters, they found themselves rewarded with an \u00ednsula or something comparable; at the very least, they received a title and nobility. If, with these expectations and addenda, you, Sancho, would like to serve me again, then welcome,343<\/a><\/span><\/sup> but if you think I am going to force the ancient usage of knight errantry beyond its limits and boundaries, then you are sadly mistaken. Therefore, my dear Sancho, return to your house and tell your Teresa my intention, and if it pleases her and you to serve me without wages, bene quidem<\/span>,344<\/a><\/span><\/sup> and if not, we shall still be friends, for if the pigeon coop has plenty of feed, it will have plenty of pigeons. And remember, Sancho, that fine hopes are better than miserable possessions, and a good lawsuit better than a bad payment. I am speaking in this manner, Sancho, so you may understand that, like you, I too know how to pour down rainstorms of proverbs. And, finally, I want to tell you, and I do tell you, that if you do not wish to accompany me without pay, and take the same risks I do, then God be with you and turn you into a saint, for I shall have no lack of squires <\/a>more obedient, more solicitous, less uncouth, and less talkative than you.\u201d<\/p>\n

When Sancho heard his master\u2019s firm resolve, the sky filled with clouds and his heart sank, because he had been certain that his master would not leave without him for all the world\u2019s riches, and so he was perplexed and thoughtful when Sans\u00f3n Carrasco came in, along with the niece,345<\/a><\/span><\/sup> who was eager to hear the arguments he would use to persuade their lord and master not to seek adventures again. Sans\u00f3n, famous for his sly humor, came up to him, embraced him as he had done the first time, and in a loud voice said to him:<\/p>\n

\u201cO flower of errant chivalry! O resplendent light of arms! O honor and paragon of the Spanish nation! May it please Almighty God that the person or persons who impede or hinder your third sally never emerge from the labyrinth of their desires, and never be granted what they most wish for.\u201d<\/p>\n

And turning to the housekeeper, he said:<\/p>\n

\u201cThe housekeeper can certainly stop reciting St. Apollonia\u2019s prayer, for I know it is the clear decision of the heavenly spheres that Se\u00f1or Don Quixote should once again put into effect his original and noble thoughts, and it would weigh heavily on my conscience if I did not convey to this knight and persuade him that the strength of his valiant arm and the virtue of his valorous spirit should tarry and be constrained no more, for delay thwarts the righting of wrongs, the defense of orphans, the honoring of damsels, the favoring of widows, the protection of married women, and other things of this nature that touch on, relate to, depend on, and are attached to the order of errant chivalry. O Se\u00f1or Don Quixote, so fair and brave, let it be today rather than tomorrow that your lofty grace sets out on your way! And if anything is needed to make this a reality, here I am to supply it with my person and my fortune, and if it proves necessary to serve your magnificence as squire, I would consider it a most happy stroke of good fortune!\u201d<\/p>\n

At this, Don Quixote turned to Sancho and said:<\/p>\n

\u201cDid I not tell you, Sancho, that I would have more than enough squires? Look who is offering to fill the position: none other than the extraordinary Bachelor Sans\u00f3n Carrasco, perpetual diversion and delight of the courtyards of the Salamancan schools, healthy in body, agile of limb, silent, long-suffering of heat as well as cold, hunger as well as <\/a>thirst, and possessed of all the qualities required to be the squire of a knight errant. But heaven forbid that for the sake of my own pleasure this pillar of letters be weakened, this vessel of sciences broken, this lofty glory of the good and liberal arts cut down. Let this new Samson remain in his native land, and by honoring it may he also honor the white hairs of his aging parents, for I shall be content with any squire at all, since Sancho does not deign to come with me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh yes, I do, I deign,\u201d responded Sancho, deeply moved, his eyes filled with tears, and he continued: \u201cLet nobody say of me, dear master, that when all the bread\u2019s eaten he leaves; no, for I don\u2019t come from ungrateful stock; everybody knows, especially in my village, what kind of people the Panzas were, and I come from them, and besides, because of your many good actions and even more good words, I know and understand your grace\u2019s desire to show me favor; if I tried to work out exactly how much my salary would be, it was to please my wife; when she puts her hand to convincing you of something, no mallet can press down the hoops of a barrel the way she can press you to do what she wants, but the truth is, a man must be a man, and a woman a woman, and since I\u2019m a man everywhere, which I cannot deny, I also want to be a man in my own house, no matter who\u2019s inside; and so, there\u2019s nothing more to do except for your grace to prepare your will and its codicil so it can\u2019t be resoaked, and for us to be on our way soon so that the soul of Se\u00f1or Sans\u00f3n doesn\u2019t suffer anymore, because he says his conscience demands that he persuade your grace to go out into the world for a third time; and I offer to serve your grace again, faithfully and loyally and as well as and better than all the squires who have ever served knights errant in past or present times.\u201d<\/p>\n

The bachelor was astonished to hear the manner and fashion in which Sancho Panza spoke, for although he had read the first history of the knight, he never believed the squire was as amusing as he had been depicted there; but when he heard him say will and codicil that can\u2019t be resoaked<\/span> instead of will and codicil that can\u2019t be revoked,<\/span> he believed everything about him that he had read, and took him to be one of the most solemn simpletons of our day, and said to himself that two such madmen as this master and servant had never been known in the world before.<\/p>\n

Finally, Don Quixote and Sancho embraced and were friends again, and with the approval and blessing of the great Carrasco, who for the moment was his oracle, Don Quixote declared that his departure would <\/a>take place in three days, which would give him time to prepare what was needed for the journey, and to find a full sallet helmet, which he said he must have at all costs. Sans\u00f3n offered him one, because he knew that a friend of his who owned one would not refuse to give it to him, though it was darkened by rust and mold rather than having the brightness of polished steel.<\/p>\n

The curses that the two women, the housekeeper and the niece, hurled at the bachelor were beyond number; they tore their hair, scratched their faces, and in the manner of professional mourners bewailed the departure of their lord and master as if it were his death. Sans\u00f3n\u2019s plan when he urged Don Quixote to leave again was to do what the history will recount later, and he did it all on the advice of the priest and the barber, with whom he had consulted earlier.<\/p>\n

In short, in those three days Don Quixote and Sancho prepared everything they thought necessary, and Sancho having placated his wife, and Don Quixote his niece and his housekeeper, at nightfall, unseen by anyone except the bachelor, who wanted to accompany them half a league from the village, they set out on the road to Toboso, Don Quixote on his good Rocinante and Sancho on his old donkey, his saddlebags supplied with food and provisions, and his purse with money given to him by Don Quixote for any eventualities. Sans\u00f3n embraced Don Quixote and asked that he keep him informed regarding his good or bad luck, so that he might rejoice over the first or grieve over the second, as the laws of friendship demanded. Don Quixote promised that he would, Sans\u00f3n returned to the village, and the two men took the road to the great city of Toboso.<\/p>\n

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