{"id":245,"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-ix-2\/"},"modified":"2020-03-23T07:52:25","modified_gmt":"2020-03-23T07:52:25","slug":"second-part-chapter-ix","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/www.publiconsulting.com\/wordpress\/donquixoteoflamancha\/chapter\/second-part-chapter-ix\/","title":{"rendered":"Second Part. Chapter IX"},"content":{"raw":"CHAPTER IX<\/a>\r\n
\r\n

Which recounts what will soon be seen<\/span><\/h2>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

It was on the stroke of midnight,349<\/a><\/span><\/sup> more or less, when Don Quixote and Sancho left the countryside and entered Toboso. The town lay in peaceful silence, because all the residents were in their beds and sleeping like logs, as the saying goes. The night was fairly clear, although Sancho would have preferred it totally dark so that he could find an excuse for his ignorance in the darkness. All that could be heard in the town was the sound of dogs barking, which thundered in Don Quixote\u2019s ears and troubled the heart of Sancho. From time to time a donkey brayed, pigs grunted, cats meowed, and the different sounds of their voices seemed louder in the silence of the night, which the enamored knight took as an evil omen; despite this, however, he said to Sancho:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSancho, my friend, lead the way to the palace of Dulcinea; perhaps we may find her awake.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cGood God, what palace am I supposed to lead to,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cwhen the place where I saw her highness was only a very small house?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cShe must have withdrawn, at that time,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cto a small apartment in her castle, finding solace alone with her damsels, as is the practice and custom of noble ladies and princesses.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or,\u201d said Sancho, \u201csince your grace insists, in spite of what I say, that the house of my lady Dulcinea is a castle, do you think we\u2019ll find the door open at this hour? And would it be a good idea for us to knock loud <\/a>enough for them to hear us and open the door, disturbing everybody with the noise we make? Are we by chance calling at the houses of our kept women, where we can visit and knock at the door and go in any time we want no matter how late it is?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cBefore we do anything else, let us first find the castle,\u201d replied Don Quixote, \u201cand then I shall tell you, Sancho, what it would be good for us to do. And listen, Sancho, either I cannot see very well or that large shape and its shadow over there must be the palace of Dulcinea.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWell, your grace, lead the way,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cand maybe it will be, though even if I saw it with my eyes and touched it with my hands, I\u2019d believe it the way I believe it\u2019s daytime now.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Don Quixote led the way, and after some two hundred paces he came to the shape that was casting the shadow, and he saw a high tower, and then he realized that the building was not a castle but the principal church of the town. And he said:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWe have come to the church, Sancho.\u201d350<\/a><\/span><\/sup><\/p>\r\n

\u201cI can see that,\u201d responded Sancho. \u201cAnd may it please God that we don\u2019t come to our graves; it\u2019s not a good idea to walk through cemeteries at this hour of the night, especially since I told your grace, if I remember correctly, that the lady\u2019s house is in a little dead-end lane.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cMay God damn you for a fool!\u201d said Don Quixote. \u201cWhere have you ever found castles and royal palaces built in little dead-end lanes?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201ceach place has its ways: maybe here in Toboso the custom is to build palaces and large buildings in lanes, and so I beg your grace to let me look along these streets and lanes that I see here; maybe at some corner I\u2019ll run into that castle, and I hope I see it devoured by dogs for bringing us such a weary long way.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSpeak with respect, Sancho, of the things that pertain to my lady,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cand let us be patient: we shall not give up.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI\u2019ll control myself,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cbut how can I be patient if I saw our lady\u2019s house only one time but your grace wants me to know it forever and find it in the middle of the night, when your grace can\u2019t find it and you must have seen it thousands of times?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cYou make me despair, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote. \u201cCome here, you scoundrel: have I not told you a thousand times that in all the days of my <\/a>life I have not seen the peerless Dulcinea, and I have never crossed the threshold of her palace, and I am in love only because I have heard of the great fame she has for beauty and discernment?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cNow I hear it,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cand I say that just as your grace has not seen her, neither have I.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThat cannot be,\u201d replied Don Quixote. \u201cAt least you told me that you saw her sifting wheat, when you brought me her answer to the letter I sent with you.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cDon\u2019t depend on that, Se\u00f1or,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cbecause I want you to know that I only heard about seeing her and bringing you her answer, and I have as much idea who the lady Dulcinea is as I have chances to punch the sky.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSancho, Sancho,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cthere is a time for jokes and a time when jokes are inappropriate and out of place. Simply because I say I have not seen or spoken to the lady of my soul, it does not mean that you must also say you have not spoken to her or seen her, when just the opposite is true, as you well know.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

They were engaged in this conversation when they saw a man with two mules coming toward them, and by the noise he made with the plow that was dragging along the ground, they judged him to be a peasant who had gotten up before dawn to begin his labors, which was the truth. As he walked along, the peasant sang the ballad that says:<\/p>\r\n\r\n

\r\n

A bad day for you, O Frenchmen,<\/p>\r\n

that defeat at Roncesvalles.<\/p>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n

\u201cBy heaven, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote when he heard him, \u201cI doubt anything good will happen to us this night. Do you hear what that laborer is singing?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI do,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cbut what does the rout at Roncesvalles351<\/a><\/span><\/sup> have to do with us? He could just as easily be singing the ballad of Cala\u00ednos, and it wouldn\u2019t change whether we have good or bad luck in this business.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

By now the laborer had reached them, and Don Quixote asked:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cCan you tell me, my friend, and may God send you good fortune, the location of the palaces of the peerless princess Do\u00f1a Dulcinea of Toboso?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or,\u201d the young man responded, \u201cI\u2019m a stranger, and I\u2019ve only <\/a>been in town a few days, working for a rich farmer in his fields; the priest and the sacristan live in that house in front of us, and either one or both of them will be able to tell your grace about that lady the princess, because they have the list of everybody who lives in Toboso, though it seems to me that no princess lives anywhere around here; but there are lots of ladies, and they\u2019re so distinguished that each one could be a princess in her own house.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWell, friend, the lady I am asking about,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cmust be one of them.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThat might be,\u201d responded the young man, \u201cand now goodbye: dawn is breaking.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

And prodding his mules, he waited for no more questions. Sancho, seeing his master somewhat baffled and in a bad humor, said:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, it\u2019s almost day and it wouldn\u2019t be a good idea to let the sun find us out on the street; it would be better for us to leave the city, and then your grace can wait in some nearby woods, and I\u2019ll come back in broad daylight and search every corner of this town for the house, castle, or palace of my lady, and I\u2019ll have to be pretty unlucky not to find it; and when I do, I\u2019ll talk to her grace and tell her where your grace is waiting for her to give you leave to see her and tell you how you can without doing damage to her honor and good name.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cYou have, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cenclosed a thousand wise statements within the circle of a few brief words: the advice you have just given pleases me, and I accept it very willingly. Come, my friend, and let us look for the place where I shall wait while you, as you have said, will come back to find, see, and speak to my lady, from whose intelligence and courtesy I hope for more than wondrous favors.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Sancho was desperate to get his master outside the town so that he would not discover the lie of the response from Dulcinea that he had brought to him in the Sierra Morena, and so he hurried their departure, which took place without delay, and two miles from the town they found a stand of trees or a wood where Don Quixote waited while Sancho returned to the city to speak with Dulcinea; and on this mission things occurred that demand a renewal of both attention and belief.<\/p>\r\n","rendered":"

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

\n

Which recounts what will soon be seen<\/span><\/h2>\n<\/div>\n

\"image\"<\/p>\n

It was on the stroke of midnight,349<\/a><\/span><\/sup> more or less, when Don Quixote and Sancho left the countryside and entered Toboso. The town lay in peaceful silence, because all the residents were in their beds and sleeping like logs, as the saying goes. The night was fairly clear, although Sancho would have preferred it totally dark so that he could find an excuse for his ignorance in the darkness. All that could be heard in the town was the sound of dogs barking, which thundered in Don Quixote\u2019s ears and troubled the heart of Sancho. From time to time a donkey brayed, pigs grunted, cats meowed, and the different sounds of their voices seemed louder in the silence of the night, which the enamored knight took as an evil omen; despite this, however, he said to Sancho:<\/p>\n

\u201cSancho, my friend, lead the way to the palace of Dulcinea; perhaps we may find her awake.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood God, what palace am I supposed to lead to,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cwhen the place where I saw her highness was only a very small house?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe must have withdrawn, at that time,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cto a small apartment in her castle, finding solace alone with her damsels, as is the practice and custom of noble ladies and princesses.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or,\u201d said Sancho, \u201csince your grace insists, in spite of what I say, that the house of my lady Dulcinea is a castle, do you think we\u2019ll find the door open at this hour? And would it be a good idea for us to knock loud <\/a>enough for them to hear us and open the door, disturbing everybody with the noise we make? Are we by chance calling at the houses of our kept women, where we can visit and knock at the door and go in any time we want no matter how late it is?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBefore we do anything else, let us first find the castle,\u201d replied Don Quixote, \u201cand then I shall tell you, Sancho, what it would be good for us to do. And listen, Sancho, either I cannot see very well or that large shape and its shadow over there must be the palace of Dulcinea.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, your grace, lead the way,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cand maybe it will be, though even if I saw it with my eyes and touched it with my hands, I\u2019d believe it the way I believe it\u2019s daytime now.\u201d<\/p>\n

Don Quixote led the way, and after some two hundred paces he came to the shape that was casting the shadow, and he saw a high tower, and then he realized that the building was not a castle but the principal church of the town. And he said:<\/p>\n

\u201cWe have come to the church, Sancho.\u201d350<\/a><\/span><\/sup><\/p>\n

\u201cI can see that,\u201d responded Sancho. \u201cAnd may it please God that we don\u2019t come to our graves; it\u2019s not a good idea to walk through cemeteries at this hour of the night, especially since I told your grace, if I remember correctly, that the lady\u2019s house is in a little dead-end lane.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMay God damn you for a fool!\u201d said Don Quixote. \u201cWhere have you ever found castles and royal palaces built in little dead-end lanes?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201ceach place has its ways: maybe here in Toboso the custom is to build palaces and large buildings in lanes, and so I beg your grace to let me look along these streets and lanes that I see here; maybe at some corner I\u2019ll run into that castle, and I hope I see it devoured by dogs for bringing us such a weary long way.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSpeak with respect, Sancho, of the things that pertain to my lady,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cand let us be patient: we shall not give up.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll control myself,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cbut how can I be patient if I saw our lady\u2019s house only one time but your grace wants me to know it forever and find it in the middle of the night, when your grace can\u2019t find it and you must have seen it thousands of times?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou make me despair, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote. \u201cCome here, you scoundrel: have I not told you a thousand times that in all the days of my <\/a>life I have not seen the peerless Dulcinea, and I have never crossed the threshold of her palace, and I am in love only because I have heard of the great fame she has for beauty and discernment?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNow I hear it,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cand I say that just as your grace has not seen her, neither have I.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat cannot be,\u201d replied Don Quixote. \u201cAt least you told me that you saw her sifting wheat, when you brought me her answer to the letter I sent with you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t depend on that, Se\u00f1or,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cbecause I want you to know that I only heard about seeing her and bringing you her answer, and I have as much idea who the lady Dulcinea is as I have chances to punch the sky.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSancho, Sancho,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cthere is a time for jokes and a time when jokes are inappropriate and out of place. Simply because I say I have not seen or spoken to the lady of my soul, it does not mean that you must also say you have not spoken to her or seen her, when just the opposite is true, as you well know.\u201d<\/p>\n

They were engaged in this conversation when they saw a man with two mules coming toward them, and by the noise he made with the plow that was dragging along the ground, they judged him to be a peasant who had gotten up before dawn to begin his labors, which was the truth. As he walked along, the peasant sang the ballad that says:<\/p>\n

\n

A bad day for you, O Frenchmen,<\/p>\n

that defeat at Roncesvalles.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\u201cBy heaven, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote when he heard him, \u201cI doubt anything good will happen to us this night. Do you hear what that laborer is singing?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI do,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cbut what does the rout at Roncesvalles351<\/a><\/span><\/sup> have to do with us? He could just as easily be singing the ballad of Cala\u00ednos, and it wouldn\u2019t change whether we have good or bad luck in this business.\u201d<\/p>\n

By now the laborer had reached them, and Don Quixote asked:<\/p>\n

\u201cCan you tell me, my friend, and may God send you good fortune, the location of the palaces of the peerless princess Do\u00f1a Dulcinea of Toboso?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or,\u201d the young man responded, \u201cI\u2019m a stranger, and I\u2019ve only <\/a>been in town a few days, working for a rich farmer in his fields; the priest and the sacristan live in that house in front of us, and either one or both of them will be able to tell your grace about that lady the princess, because they have the list of everybody who lives in Toboso, though it seems to me that no princess lives anywhere around here; but there are lots of ladies, and they\u2019re so distinguished that each one could be a princess in her own house.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, friend, the lady I am asking about,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cmust be one of them.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat might be,\u201d responded the young man, \u201cand now goodbye: dawn is breaking.\u201d<\/p>\n

And prodding his mules, he waited for no more questions. Sancho, seeing his master somewhat baffled and in a bad humor, said:<\/p>\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, it\u2019s almost day and it wouldn\u2019t be a good idea to let the sun find us out on the street; it would be better for us to leave the city, and then your grace can wait in some nearby woods, and I\u2019ll come back in broad daylight and search every corner of this town for the house, castle, or palace of my lady, and I\u2019ll have to be pretty unlucky not to find it; and when I do, I\u2019ll talk to her grace and tell her where your grace is waiting for her to give you leave to see her and tell you how you can without doing damage to her honor and good name.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou have, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cenclosed a thousand wise statements within the circle of a few brief words: the advice you have just given pleases me, and I accept it very willingly. Come, my friend, and let us look for the place where I shall wait while you, as you have said, will come back to find, see, and speak to my lady, from whose intelligence and courtesy I hope for more than wondrous favors.\u201d<\/p>\n

Sancho was desperate to get his master outside the town so that he would not discover the lie of the response from Dulcinea that he had brought to him in the Sierra Morena, and so he hurried their departure, which took place without delay, and two miles from the town they found a stand of trees or a wood where Don Quixote waited while Sancho returned to the city to speak with Dulcinea; and on this mission things occurred that demand a renewal of both attention and belief.<\/p>\n

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