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So said the sprightly Dorothea, and on hearing her Don Quixote turned to

Sancho, and said to hiry air, "I declare now, little

Sancho, thou art the greatest little villain in Spain Say, thief and

vagabond, hast thou not just now told me that this princess had been

turned into a maiden called Dorothea, and that the head which I aiant was the bitch that bore thee, and other

nonsense that put reatest perplexity I have ever been in all

round his teeth) "I

have a mind to play the mischief with thee, in a way that will teach

sense for the future to all lying squires of knights-errant in the

world"

"Let your worship be calm, senor," returned Sancho, "for it e of the lady princess

Micoiant's head, or at least as to the piercing of

the wine-skins, and the blood being red wine, I make no mistake, as sure

as there is a God; because the wounded skins are there at the head of

your worship's bed, and the wine has s come to be fried; I es: for the rest, I alad that

her ladyship the queen is as she was, for it concerns ain, Sancho, thou art a fool," said Don Quixote; "forgive

me, and that will do"

"That will do," said Don Fernando; "let us say no more about it; and as

her ladyship the princess proposes to set out to-morrow because it is too

late to-day, so be it, and ill pass the night in pleasant

conversation, and to-morroill all accompany Senor Don Quixote; for

ish to witness the valiant and unparalleled achievehty enterprise which he has

undertaken"