{"id":247,"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-xi-2\/"},"modified":"2020-03-24T09:50:11","modified_gmt":"2020-03-24T09:50:11","slug":"second-part-chapter-xi","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/www.publiconsulting.com\/wordpress\/donquixoteoflamancha\/chapter\/second-part-chapter-xi\/","title":{"rendered":"Second Part. Chapter XI"},"content":{"raw":"CHAPTER XI<\/a>\r\n
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Regarding the strange adventure that befell the valiant Don Quixote with the cart or wagon of<\/span> The Assembly of Death<\/h2>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n

Don Quixote was thoughtful as he went on his way, considering the awful trick the enchanters had played on him when they turned his lady Dulcinea into the ugly figure of the peasant girl, and he could not imagine what remedy he might have that would return her to her original state; these thoughts distracted him so much that, without realizing it, he dropped the reins, and Rocinante, sensing the freedom that had been given to him, stopped at every step to graze on the green grass that grew so abundantly in those fields. Sancho brought his master back from his preoccupations by saying:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, sorrows were made not for animals but for men; but if men feel them too much, they turn into animals; your grace should restrain yourself, and come back to yourself, and pick up Rocinante\u2019s reins, and liven up and rouse yourself, and show the bravery that knights errant ought to have. What the devil is this? What kind of mood is this? Are we here or in France?358<\/a><\/span><\/sup> Let Satan carry off all the Dulcineas in the world, for the well-being of a single knight errant is worth more than all the enchantments and transformations on earth.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cBe quiet, Sancho,\u201d responded Don Quixote in a voice that was not particularly faint. \u201cBe quiet, I say, and do not speak blasphemies against that enchanted lady, for I alone am to blame for her affliction and misfortune: her tribulations were born of the envy those villains have for me.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what I say, too,\u201d responded Sancho. \u201cIf you saw her once and see her now, how could your heart not weep?\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThat is something you can rightfully say, Sancho,\u201d replied Don Quixote, \u201cfor you saw her in the fullness and completeness of her beauty; the enchantment did not go so far as to cloud your sight or hide her beauty from you: it directs the strength of its poison only against me and my eyes. But with it all, Sancho, I have realized something, which is that you described her beauty to me very badly, for if I remember correctly, you said that she had eyes like pearls, and eyes that seem to be of pearl are more appropriate to bream than to a lady; my belief is that Dulcinea\u2019s eyes must be like green emeralds and almond-shaped, with two celestial arcs as eyebrows; you should take those pearls from her eyes and move them down to her teeth, for you undoubtedly became confused, Sancho, and said eyes instead of teeth.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cEverything\u2019s possible,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cbecause I was as upset by her beauty as your grace was by her ugliness. But let us leave everything to God, for He knows the things that will happen in this vale of tears, this evil world of ours, where hardly anything\u2019s untouched by wickedness, lies, and deception. One thing grieves me, Se\u00f1or, more than any other, which is to think what should be done when your grace conquers a giant or another knight and orders him to appear before the beauty of the lady Dulcinea: where will this poor giant or this poor wretch of a conquered knight find her? It seems to me I can see them wandering around Toboso like idiots, looking for my lady Dulcinea, and even if they find her in the middle of the street, they won\u2019t recognize her any more than they\u2019d know my father.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cPerhaps, Sancho,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cthe enchantment does not go so far as to take knowledge of Dulcinea from the vanquished giants and knights who appear before her; with one or two of the first ones I vanquish and send to her, we shall determine if they see her or not by commanding them to return and recount to me what happened to them in this regard.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cI\u2019ll tell you, Se\u00f1or,\u201d replied Sancho, \u201cthat I think what your grace has said is fine, and with this plan we\u2019ll find out just what we want to know; and if she\u2019s hidden only from your grace, the misfortune is more your grace\u2019s than hers; but as long as the lady Dulcinea has health and happiness, we\u2019ll resign ourselves and do the best we can, looking for our adventures and letting time do its work, for it\u2019s the best doctor for these ailments and others that are even worse.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Don Quixote wanted to respond to Sancho Panza, but he was pre-<\/a>vented from doing so by a cart that came out across the road, filled with the most diverse and peculiar personages and figures that one could imagine. The one guiding the mules and serving as the driver of the cart was a hideous demon. The cart was open to the sky, without any covering of canvas or reeds. The first figure that appeared to Don Quixote\u2019s eyes was that of Death himself, with a human face; next to him was an angel with large painted wings; to one side was an emperor wearing a crown, apparently of gold, on his head; at the feet of Death was the god called Cupid, without a blindfold but holding his bow, quiver, and arrows. There was a knight in full armor except that he had no helmet or sallet but wore a hat with many plumes of diverse colors; accompanying these persons were others with various outfits and countenances. All of which, seen without warning, agitated Don Quixote somewhat, and put fear in Sancho\u2019s heart; but then Don Quixote was glad, believing that a new and dangerous adventure was upon him, and with this thought, and a spirit prepared to face any peril, he stopped in front of the cart, and in a loud, menacing voice he said:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cCartman, wagon driver, devil, or whatever you are, tell me immediately who you are, and where you are going, and who are the people you are carrying in your wagon, which looks more like Charon\u2019s boat than like any ordinary cart.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

To which the devil, stopping the cart, gently replied:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, we are actors in Angulo el Malo\u2019s company; this morning, which is the eighth day of Corpus Christi, in a town located behind that hill, we performed the mystery play The Assembly of Death,<\/span> 359<\/a><\/span><\/sup> and we are to perform it this afternoon in the town you can see over there, and because it is so close, and to save ourselves the trouble of taking off our costumes and putting them on again, we are dressed in the same clothes we perform in. That young man plays Death; the other one, the Angel; that woman, who is married to the manager, plays the Queen; this one is the Soldier; that one, the Emperor; I play the Demon, and I am one of the principal figures in the play, because in this company I play the leading roles. If your grace wishes to know anything else about us, ask me, and I will respond in every particular; since I am a devil, all things are within my grasp.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cBy my faith as a knight errant,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cas soon as I saw this wagon I imagined that a great adventure was awaiting me, and now I say that it is necessary to touch appearances with one\u2019s hand to <\/a>avoid being deceived. Go with God, my good people, and have your festival, and consider if there is any way in which I can be of service to you, and I shall do it gladly and willingly, because ever since I was a boy I have enjoyed the theater, and in my youth I was a great lover of plays.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

As luck would have it, while they were having this conversation a member of the company came up to them, and he was dressed as a fool, wearing a good number of bells, and at the end of a stick he was carrying there were three inflated cow bladders; this buffoon approached Don Quixote and began to fence with the stick and hit the ground with the bladders and leap high into the air, shaking his bells; this terrible sight so alarmed Rocinante that, without Don Quixote being able to stop him, he took the bit between his teeth and began to run across the field with more speed than was ever promised by the bones of his anatomy. Sancho, who considered the danger that Don Quixote would be thrown, jumped off his donkey and ran as fast as he could to help him, but when he reached him Don Quixote was already on the ground, and next to him lay Rocinante, who had fallen along with his master: the usual finale and conclusion of Rocinante\u2019s exuberance and bold exploits.<\/p>\r\n

But as soon as Sancho had left his mount to assist Don Quixote, the demon dancer jumped on the donkey and began to hit him with the bladders, and fear and the noise, more than the pain of the blows, made the donkey fly across the countryside to the town where the festival was to be held. Sancho looked at his racing donkey and his fallen master and did not know which of the two problems he should take care of first; but, in fact, because he was a good squire and a good servant, love for his master won out over affection for his donkey, although each time he saw the bladders go up in the air and come down on his donkey\u2019s rump, he suffered the torments and terrors of death and would rather have had those blows fall on his own eyes than touch a hair of his donkey\u2019s tail. In this perplexity and tribulation, he reached Don Quixote, who was much more bruised and battered than he would have wished, and helping him to mount Rocinante, he said:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, the devil has made off with my donkey.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWhat devil?\u201d asked Don Quixote.<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThe one with the bladders,\u201d responded Sancho.<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThen I shall get him back,\u201d replied Don Quixote, \u201ceven if he takes him down to the deepest and darkest pits of hell. Follow me, Sancho, for the cart is traveling slowly, and I shall compensate for the loss of the donkey with the mules.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThere\u2019s no need to go to all that trouble, Se\u00f1or,\u201d responded Sancho. <\/a>\u201cYour grace should calm your anger, for it seems to me the devil has left the donkey and gone back to his lair.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

And this was true, because after the devil had fallen off the donkey in imitation of Don Quixote and Rocinante, the devil went on foot to the town, and the donkey returned to his master.<\/p>\r\n

\u201cEven so,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cit would be a good idea to punish the discourtesy of that demon by chastising someone in the cart, even the Emperor himself.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cYour grace should put that thought out of your mind,\u201d replied Sancho, \u201cand take my advice, which is never to interfere with actors, for they are favored people. I have seen an actor arrested for two deaths and then be released, and no fines. Your grace should know that since they are good-natured and give pleasure to people, everyone favors them, everyone protects and helps and admires them, especially if they\u2019re in one of the royal companies with an official license, and all of them, or most of them, look like princes in their costumes and makeup.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWell, all the same,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cthe actor demon is not going to exit to applause, even if the entire human race should favor him.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

And saying this, he returned to the cart, which by this time was very close to the town. He was shouting as he approached, saying:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cStop, wait, you happy and cheerful throng, for I want to make you understand how you are supposed to treat the donkeys and animals that serve as mounts to the squires of knights errant.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Don Quixote\u2019s shouts were so loud that the people in the cart heard and understood them; and judging by his words the intention of the man who was saying them, in an instant Death jumped out of the cart, and behind him, the Emperor, the Demon cart driver, and the Angel, and the Queen and the god Cupid did not stay behind, and all of them picked up stones and stood in a line, waiting to receive Don Quixote with the sharp edges of their pebbles. Don Quixote, who saw them arranged in so gallant a squadron, their arms raised and ready to throw the stones with great force, pulled on Rocinante\u2019s reins and began to think about how he could attack them with less risk to his person. When he stopped, Sancho approached, and seeing him prepared to attack the orderly squadron, he said:<\/p>\r\n

\u201cIt would be crazy to attempt this adventure: your grace should consider, Se\u00f1or, that for pebbles and stones, there\u2019s no defensive weapon in the world except to squeeze into a bronze bell and hide there; you should also consider that there is more rashness than courage in a single man attacking an army that has Death in it, and emperors fighting in person, and the help of good and bad angels; and if this doesn\u2019t move you to stay put, <\/a>then remember that among all those people, even though they seem to be kings, princes, and emperors, there\u2019s not one knight errant.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cNow, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cyou have hit on the point that can and must move me from my determined intention. I cannot and must not draw my sword, as I have told you many times in the past, against anyone who has not been dubbed a knight. It falls to you, Sancho, if you wish to take revenge for the affront committed against your donkey; I shall assist you from here with helpful words and advice.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cThere\u2019s no need, Se\u00f1or,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cto take revenge against anyone, since it\u2019s not right for good Christians to take revenge for affronts; besides, I\u2019ll convince my donkey to let me take care of the insult, and my desire is to live peaceably for all the days of life that heaven will grant me.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

\u201cWell, if that is your decision,\u201d replied Don Quixote, \u201cgood Sancho, wise Sancho, Christian Sancho, sincere Sancho, let us leave these phantoms and again seek better and more appropriate adventures, for I see that this land is the kind that cannot fail to offer many that are quite miraculous.\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Then he pulled on the reins and turned Rocinante around, Sancho caught his donkey, Death and all of his flying squadron returned to their cart and continued on their way, and this was the happy conclusion to the fearful adventure of the cart of Death, thanks to the salutary advice that Sancho Panza gave to his master, who the next day had another adventure, no less suspenseful than the previous one, with an enamored knight errant.<\/p>\r\n","rendered":"

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

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Regarding the strange adventure that befell the valiant Don Quixote with the cart or wagon of<\/span> The Assembly of Death<\/h2>\n<\/div>\n

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Don Quixote was thoughtful as he went on his way, considering the awful trick the enchanters had played on him when they turned his lady Dulcinea into the ugly figure of the peasant girl, and he could not imagine what remedy he might have that would return her to her original state; these thoughts distracted him so much that, without realizing it, he dropped the reins, and Rocinante, sensing the freedom that had been given to him, stopped at every step to graze on the green grass that grew so abundantly in those fields. Sancho brought his master back from his preoccupations by saying:<\/p>\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, sorrows were made not for animals but for men; but if men feel them too much, they turn into animals; your grace should restrain yourself, and come back to yourself, and pick up Rocinante\u2019s reins, and liven up and rouse yourself, and show the bravery that knights errant ought to have. What the devil is this? What kind of mood is this? Are we here or in France?358<\/a><\/span><\/sup> Let Satan carry off all the Dulcineas in the world, for the well-being of a single knight errant is worth more than all the enchantments and transformations on earth.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBe quiet, Sancho,\u201d responded Don Quixote in a voice that was not particularly faint. \u201cBe quiet, I say, and do not speak blasphemies against that enchanted lady, for I alone am to blame for her affliction and misfortune: her tribulations were born of the envy those villains have for me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s what I say, too,\u201d responded Sancho. \u201cIf you saw her once and see her now, how could your heart not weep?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat is something you can rightfully say, Sancho,\u201d replied Don Quixote, \u201cfor you saw her in the fullness and completeness of her beauty; the enchantment did not go so far as to cloud your sight or hide her beauty from you: it directs the strength of its poison only against me and my eyes. But with it all, Sancho, I have realized something, which is that you described her beauty to me very badly, for if I remember correctly, you said that she had eyes like pearls, and eyes that seem to be of pearl are more appropriate to bream than to a lady; my belief is that Dulcinea\u2019s eyes must be like green emeralds and almond-shaped, with two celestial arcs as eyebrows; you should take those pearls from her eyes and move them down to her teeth, for you undoubtedly became confused, Sancho, and said eyes instead of teeth.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEverything\u2019s possible,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cbecause I was as upset by her beauty as your grace was by her ugliness. But let us leave everything to God, for He knows the things that will happen in this vale of tears, this evil world of ours, where hardly anything\u2019s untouched by wickedness, lies, and deception. One thing grieves me, Se\u00f1or, more than any other, which is to think what should be done when your grace conquers a giant or another knight and orders him to appear before the beauty of the lady Dulcinea: where will this poor giant or this poor wretch of a conquered knight find her? It seems to me I can see them wandering around Toboso like idiots, looking for my lady Dulcinea, and even if they find her in the middle of the street, they won\u2019t recognize her any more than they\u2019d know my father.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPerhaps, Sancho,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cthe enchantment does not go so far as to take knowledge of Dulcinea from the vanquished giants and knights who appear before her; with one or two of the first ones I vanquish and send to her, we shall determine if they see her or not by commanding them to return and recount to me what happened to them in this regard.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll tell you, Se\u00f1or,\u201d replied Sancho, \u201cthat I think what your grace has said is fine, and with this plan we\u2019ll find out just what we want to know; and if she\u2019s hidden only from your grace, the misfortune is more your grace\u2019s than hers; but as long as the lady Dulcinea has health and happiness, we\u2019ll resign ourselves and do the best we can, looking for our adventures and letting time do its work, for it\u2019s the best doctor for these ailments and others that are even worse.\u201d<\/p>\n

Don Quixote wanted to respond to Sancho Panza, but he was pre-<\/a>vented from doing so by a cart that came out across the road, filled with the most diverse and peculiar personages and figures that one could imagine. The one guiding the mules and serving as the driver of the cart was a hideous demon. The cart was open to the sky, without any covering of canvas or reeds. The first figure that appeared to Don Quixote\u2019s eyes was that of Death himself, with a human face; next to him was an angel with large painted wings; to one side was an emperor wearing a crown, apparently of gold, on his head; at the feet of Death was the god called Cupid, without a blindfold but holding his bow, quiver, and arrows. There was a knight in full armor except that he had no helmet or sallet but wore a hat with many plumes of diverse colors; accompanying these persons were others with various outfits and countenances. All of which, seen without warning, agitated Don Quixote somewhat, and put fear in Sancho\u2019s heart; but then Don Quixote was glad, believing that a new and dangerous adventure was upon him, and with this thought, and a spirit prepared to face any peril, he stopped in front of the cart, and in a loud, menacing voice he said:<\/p>\n

\u201cCartman, wagon driver, devil, or whatever you are, tell me immediately who you are, and where you are going, and who are the people you are carrying in your wagon, which looks more like Charon\u2019s boat than like any ordinary cart.\u201d<\/p>\n

To which the devil, stopping the cart, gently replied:<\/p>\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, we are actors in Angulo el Malo\u2019s company; this morning, which is the eighth day of Corpus Christi, in a town located behind that hill, we performed the mystery play The Assembly of Death,<\/span> 359<\/a><\/span><\/sup> and we are to perform it this afternoon in the town you can see over there, and because it is so close, and to save ourselves the trouble of taking off our costumes and putting them on again, we are dressed in the same clothes we perform in. That young man plays Death; the other one, the Angel; that woman, who is married to the manager, plays the Queen; this one is the Soldier; that one, the Emperor; I play the Demon, and I am one of the principal figures in the play, because in this company I play the leading roles. If your grace wishes to know anything else about us, ask me, and I will respond in every particular; since I am a devil, all things are within my grasp.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBy my faith as a knight errant,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cas soon as I saw this wagon I imagined that a great adventure was awaiting me, and now I say that it is necessary to touch appearances with one\u2019s hand to <\/a>avoid being deceived. Go with God, my good people, and have your festival, and consider if there is any way in which I can be of service to you, and I shall do it gladly and willingly, because ever since I was a boy I have enjoyed the theater, and in my youth I was a great lover of plays.\u201d<\/p>\n

As luck would have it, while they were having this conversation a member of the company came up to them, and he was dressed as a fool, wearing a good number of bells, and at the end of a stick he was carrying there were three inflated cow bladders; this buffoon approached Don Quixote and began to fence with the stick and hit the ground with the bladders and leap high into the air, shaking his bells; this terrible sight so alarmed Rocinante that, without Don Quixote being able to stop him, he took the bit between his teeth and began to run across the field with more speed than was ever promised by the bones of his anatomy. Sancho, who considered the danger that Don Quixote would be thrown, jumped off his donkey and ran as fast as he could to help him, but when he reached him Don Quixote was already on the ground, and next to him lay Rocinante, who had fallen along with his master: the usual finale and conclusion of Rocinante\u2019s exuberance and bold exploits.<\/p>\n

But as soon as Sancho had left his mount to assist Don Quixote, the demon dancer jumped on the donkey and began to hit him with the bladders, and fear and the noise, more than the pain of the blows, made the donkey fly across the countryside to the town where the festival was to be held. Sancho looked at his racing donkey and his fallen master and did not know which of the two problems he should take care of first; but, in fact, because he was a good squire and a good servant, love for his master won out over affection for his donkey, although each time he saw the bladders go up in the air and come down on his donkey\u2019s rump, he suffered the torments and terrors of death and would rather have had those blows fall on his own eyes than touch a hair of his donkey\u2019s tail. In this perplexity and tribulation, he reached Don Quixote, who was much more bruised and battered than he would have wished, and helping him to mount Rocinante, he said:<\/p>\n

\u201cSe\u00f1or, the devil has made off with my donkey.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat devil?\u201d asked Don Quixote.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe one with the bladders,\u201d responded Sancho.<\/p>\n

\u201cThen I shall get him back,\u201d replied Don Quixote, \u201ceven if he takes him down to the deepest and darkest pits of hell. Follow me, Sancho, for the cart is traveling slowly, and I shall compensate for the loss of the donkey with the mules.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s no need to go to all that trouble, Se\u00f1or,\u201d responded Sancho. <\/a>\u201cYour grace should calm your anger, for it seems to me the devil has left the donkey and gone back to his lair.\u201d<\/p>\n

And this was true, because after the devil had fallen off the donkey in imitation of Don Quixote and Rocinante, the devil went on foot to the town, and the donkey returned to his master.<\/p>\n

\u201cEven so,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cit would be a good idea to punish the discourtesy of that demon by chastising someone in the cart, even the Emperor himself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYour grace should put that thought out of your mind,\u201d replied Sancho, \u201cand take my advice, which is never to interfere with actors, for they are favored people. I have seen an actor arrested for two deaths and then be released, and no fines. Your grace should know that since they are good-natured and give pleasure to people, everyone favors them, everyone protects and helps and admires them, especially if they\u2019re in one of the royal companies with an official license, and all of them, or most of them, look like princes in their costumes and makeup.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, all the same,\u201d responded Don Quixote, \u201cthe actor demon is not going to exit to applause, even if the entire human race should favor him.\u201d<\/p>\n

And saying this, he returned to the cart, which by this time was very close to the town. He was shouting as he approached, saying:<\/p>\n

\u201cStop, wait, you happy and cheerful throng, for I want to make you understand how you are supposed to treat the donkeys and animals that serve as mounts to the squires of knights errant.\u201d<\/p>\n

Don Quixote\u2019s shouts were so loud that the people in the cart heard and understood them; and judging by his words the intention of the man who was saying them, in an instant Death jumped out of the cart, and behind him, the Emperor, the Demon cart driver, and the Angel, and the Queen and the god Cupid did not stay behind, and all of them picked up stones and stood in a line, waiting to receive Don Quixote with the sharp edges of their pebbles. Don Quixote, who saw them arranged in so gallant a squadron, their arms raised and ready to throw the stones with great force, pulled on Rocinante\u2019s reins and began to think about how he could attack them with less risk to his person. When he stopped, Sancho approached, and seeing him prepared to attack the orderly squadron, he said:<\/p>\n

\u201cIt would be crazy to attempt this adventure: your grace should consider, Se\u00f1or, that for pebbles and stones, there\u2019s no defensive weapon in the world except to squeeze into a bronze bell and hide there; you should also consider that there is more rashness than courage in a single man attacking an army that has Death in it, and emperors fighting in person, and the help of good and bad angels; and if this doesn\u2019t move you to stay put, <\/a>then remember that among all those people, even though they seem to be kings, princes, and emperors, there\u2019s not one knight errant.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNow, Sancho,\u201d said Don Quixote, \u201cyou have hit on the point that can and must move me from my determined intention. I cannot and must not draw my sword, as I have told you many times in the past, against anyone who has not been dubbed a knight. It falls to you, Sancho, if you wish to take revenge for the affront committed against your donkey; I shall assist you from here with helpful words and advice.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s no need, Se\u00f1or,\u201d responded Sancho, \u201cto take revenge against anyone, since it\u2019s not right for good Christians to take revenge for affronts; besides, I\u2019ll convince my donkey to let me take care of the insult, and my desire is to live peaceably for all the days of life that heaven will grant me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, if that is your decision,\u201d replied Don Quixote, \u201cgood Sancho, wise Sancho, Christian Sancho, sincere Sancho, let us leave these phantoms and again seek better and more appropriate adventures, for I see that this land is the kind that cannot fail to offer many that are quite miraculous.\u201d<\/p>\n

Then he pulled on the reins and turned Rocinante around, Sancho caught his donkey, Death and all of his flying squadron returned to their cart and continued on their way, and this was the happy conclusion to the fearful adventure of the cart of Death, thanks to the salutary advice that Sancho Panza gave to his master, who the next day had another adventure, no less suspenseful than the previous one, with an enamored knight errant.<\/p>\n

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