INWHICHARECONTAINEDTHEINNUMERABLETROUBLESWHICHTHEBR**EDONQUIXOTEANDHISGOODSQUIRESANCHOPANZAENDUREDINTHEINN, WHICHTOHISMISFORTUNEHETOOKTOBEACASTLE
BythistimeDonQuixotehadrecoveredfromhisswoon; andinthesametoneofvoiceinwhichhehadcalledtohissquirethedaybeforewhenhelaystretched "inthevaleofthestakes," hebegancallingtohimnow, "Sancho, myfriend, artthouasleep? sleepestthou, friendSancho?"
"HowcanIsleep, cursesonit!" returnedSanchodiscontentedlyandbitterly, "whenitisplainthatallthedevilshavebeenatmethisnight?"
"Thoumayestwellbelievethat," answeredDonQuixote, "because, eitherIknowlittle, orthiscastleisenchanted, forthoumustknow-butthisthatIamnowabouttotelltheethoumustsweartokeepsecretuntilaftermydeath."
"Iswearit," answeredSancho.
"Isayso," continuedDonQuixote, "becauseIhatetakingawayanyone'sgoodname."
"Isay," repliedSancho, "thatIsweartoholdmytongueaboutittilltheendofyourworship'sdays, andGodgrantImaybeabletoletitouttomorrow."
"DoIdotheesuchinjuries, Sancho," saidDonQuixote, "thatthouwouldstseemedeadsosoon?"
"Itisnotforthat," repliedSancho, "butbecauseIhatekeepingthingslong, andIdon'twantthemtogrowrottenwithmefromover-keeping."
