Just a little while ago the daughter of the lord of this castle came to me. “Be that as it may,” said don Quixote, “I’m confident enough of your love and respect that I can tell you that tonight one of the strangest adventures that can be imagined happened to me.
“I just hate to keep things for a long time, and I wouldn’t want them to go rotten for having kept them too long.” “Do I treat you so badly, Sancho,” responded don Quixote, “that you want to see me dead so soon?” “I say that I swear,” Sancho said again, “that I’ll keep quiet about it until after the days of your grace and may it please God that I can reveal it tomorrow.” “I say this,” replied don Quixote, “because I don’t like it if anyone loses his reputation.” I want you to know… but what I’m going to tell you now, you have to swear to me you’ll keep secret until after my death.” “You can well believe it without a doubt,” responded don Quixote, “because either I know very little, or this castle is enchanted. “It seems like all the devils in hell have been after me tonight.” “How can I be sleeping, for God’s sake,” responded Sancho, filled with grief and dismay. Where the innumerable travails that the brave don Quixote and his faithful squire Sancho Panza had in the inn that, to his sorrow, he thought was a castle.īy this time don Quixote had come to, and with the same tone of voice that he’d used the previous day with his squire when he was stretched out in the «valley of the stakes», he began to call out, saying: “Sancho, my friend, are you asleep? Are you sleeping, friend Sancho?”
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