"No, senor," said she.
"Well then," returned the bachelor, "don't be uneasy, but go home inpeace; get
me ready something hot for breakfast, and while you areon the way say the prayer
of Santa Apollonia, that is if you knowit; for I will come presently and you will
see miracles."
"Woe is me," cried the housekeeper, "is it the prayer of SantaApollonia you would
have me say? That would do if it was the toothachemy master had; but it is in the
brains, what he has got."
"I know what I am saying, mistress housekeeper; go, and don't setyourself to
argue with me, for you know I am a bachelor ofSalamanca, and one can't be more of
a bachelor than that," repliedCarrasco; and with this the housekeeper retired, and
the bachelor wentto look for the curate, and arrange with him what will be told
inits proper place.
While Don Quixote and Sancho were shut up together, they had adiscussion which
the history records with great precision andscrupulous exactness. Sancho said to
his master, "Senor, I have educedmy wife to let me go with your worship wherever
you choose to takeme."
"Induced, you should say, Sancho," said Don Quixote; "not educed."
"Once or twice, as well as I remember," replied Sancho, "I havebegged of your
worship not to mend my words, if so be as youunderstand what I mean by them; and
if you don't understand them tosay 'Sancho,' or 'devil,' 'I don't understand thee;
and if I don'tmake my meaning plain, then you may correct me, for I am so focile-"
"I don't understand thee, Sancho," said Don Quixote at once; "forI know not what
'I am so focile' means."
"'So focile' means I am so much that way," replied Sancho.
"I understand thee still less now," said Don Quixote.
"Well, if you can't understand me," said Sancho, "I don't know howto put it;
I know no more, God help me."
"Oh, now I have hit it," said Don Quixote; "thou wouldst say thouart so docile,
tractable, and gentle that thou wilt take what I say tothee, and submit to what
I teach thee."
"I would bet," said Sancho, "that from the very first you understoodme, and knew
what I meant, but you wanted to put me out that you mighthear me make another couple
of dozen blunders."
"May be so," replied Don Quixote; "but to come to the point, whatdoes Teresa
say?"
"Teresa says," replied Sancho, "that I should make sure with yourworship, and
'let papers speak and beards be still,' for 'he who bindsdoes not wrangle,' since
one 'take' is better than two 'I'll givethee's;' and I say a woman's advice is no
great thing, and he whowon't take it is a fool."
"And so say I," said Don Quixote; "continue, Sancho my friend; goon; you talk
pearls to-day."
"The fact is," continued Sancho, "that, as your worship knows betterthan I do,
we are all of us liable to death, and to-day we are, andto-morrow we are not, and
the lamb goes as soon as the sheep, andnobody can promise himself more hours of
life in this world than Godmay be pleased to give him; for death is deaf, and when
it comes toknock at our life's door, it is always urgent, and neither prayers,nor
struggles, nor sceptres, nor mitres, can keep it back, as commontalk and report
say, and as they tell us from the pulpits every day."
"All that is very true," said Don Quixote; "but I cannot make outwhat thou art
driving at."
"What I am driving at," said Sancho, "is that your worship settlesome fixed wages
for me, to be paid monthly while I am in yourservice, and that the same he paid
me out of your estate; for Idon't care to stand on rewards which either come late,
or ill, ornever at all; God help me with my own. In short, I would like toknow what
I am to get, be it much or little; for the hen will lay onone egg, and many littles
make a much, and so long as one gainssomething there is nothing lost. To he sure,
if it should happen (whatI neither believe nor expect) that your worship were to
give me thatisland you have promised me, I am not so ungrateful nor so graspingbut
that I would be willing to have the revenue of such islandvalued and stopped out
of my wages in due promotion."
"Sancho, my friend," replied Don Quixote, "sometimes proportionmay be as good
as promotion."
"I see," said Sancho; "I'll bet I ought to have said proportion, andnot promotion;
but it is no matter, as your worship has understoodme."
"And so well understood," returned Don Quixote, "that I have seeninto the depths
of thy thoughts, and know the mark thou art shootingat with the countless shafts
of thy proverbs. Look here, Sancho, Iwould readily fix thy wages if I had ever found
any instance in thehistories of the knights-errant to show or indicate, by theslightest
hint, what their squires used to get monthly or yearly;but I have read all or the
best part of their histories, and Icannot remember reading of any knight-errant
having assigned fixedwages to his squire; I only know that they all served on reward,
andthat when they least expected it, if good luck attended their masters,they found
themselves recompensed with an island or somethingequivalent to it, or at the least
they were left with a title andlordship. If with these hopes and additional inducements
you,Sancho, please to return to my service, well and good; but tosuppose that I
am going to disturb or unhinge the ancient usage ofknight-errantry, is all nonsense.
And so, my Sancho, get you back toyour house and explain my intentions to your Teresa,
and if shelikes and you like to be on reward with me, bene quidem; if not, weremain
friends; for if the pigeon-house does not lack food, it willnot lack pigeons; and
bear in mind, my son, that a good hope is betterthan a bad holding, and a good grievance
better than a badcompensation. I speak in this way, Sancho, to show you that I canshower
down proverbs just as well as yourself; and in short, I mean tosay, and I do say,
that if you don't like to come on reward with me,and run the same chance that I
run, God be with you and make a saintof you; for I shall find plenty of squires
more obedient andpainstaking, and not so thickheaded or talkative as you are."
When Sancho heard his master's firm, resolute language, a cloud cameover the
sky with him and the wings of his heart drooped, for he hadmade sure that his master
would not go without him for all thewealth of the world; and as he stood there dumbfoundered
and moody,Samson Carrasco came in with the housekeeper and niece, who wereanxious
to hear by what arguments he was about to dissuade theirmaster from going to seek
adventures. The arch wag Samson cameforward, and embracing him as he had done before,
said with a loudvoice, "O flower of knight-errantry! O shining light of arms! O
honourand mirror of the Spanish nation! may God Almighty in his infinitepower grant
that any person or persons, who would impede or hinder thythird sally, may find
no way out of the labyrinth of their schemes,nor ever accomplish what they most
desire!" And then, turning to thehousekeeper, he said, "Mistress housekeeper may
just as well give oversaying the prayer of Santa Apollonia, for I know it is the
positivedetermination of the spheres that Senor Don Quixote shall proceed toput
into execution his new and lofty designs; and I should lay a heavyburden on my conscience
did I not urge and persuade this knight not tokeep the might of his strong arm and
the virtue of his valiantspirit any longer curbed and checked, for by his inactivity
he isdefrauding the world of the redress of wrongs, of the protection oforphans,
of the honour of virgins, of the aid of widows, and of thesupport of wives, and
other matters of this kind appertaining,belonging, proper and peculiar to the order
of knight-errantry. On,then, my lord Don Quixote, beautiful and brave, let your
worship andhighness set out to-day rather than to-morrow; and if anything beneeded
for the execution of your purpose, here am I ready in personand purse to supply
the want; and were it requisite to attend yourmagnificence as squire, I should esteem
it the happiest good fortune."
At this, Don Quixote, turning to Sancho, said, "Did I not tell thee,Sancho, there
would be squires enough and to spare for me? See now whooffers to become one; no
less than the illustrious bachelor SamsonCarrasco, the perpetual joy and delight
of the courts of theSalamancan schools, sound in body, discreet, patient under heat
orcold, hunger or thirst, with all the qualifications requisite tomake a knight-errant's
squire! But heaven forbid that, to gratify myown inclination, I should shake or
shatter this pillar of lettersand vessel of the sciences, and cut down this towering
palm of thefair and liberal arts. Let this new Samson remain in his owncountry,
and, bringing honour to it, bring honour at the same timeon the grey heads of his
venerable parents; for I will be content withany squire that comes to hand, as Sancho
does not deign to accompanyme."
"I do deign," said Sancho, deeply moved and with tears in hiseyes; "it shall
not be said of me, master mine," he continued, "'thebread eaten and the company
dispersed.' Nay, I come of no ungratefulstock, for all the world knows, but particularly
my own town, whothe Panzas from whom I am descended were; and, what is more, I knowand
have learned, by many good words and deeds, your worship'sdesire to show me favour;
and if I have been bargaining more or lessabout my wages, it was only to please
my wife, who, when she setsherself to press a point, no hammer drives the hoops
of a cask asshe drives one to do what she wants; but, after all, a man must be aman,
and a woman a woman; and as I am a man anyhow, which I can'tdeny, I will be one
in my own house too, let who will take it amiss;and so there's nothing more to do
but for your worship to make yourwill with its codicil in such a way that it can't
be provoked, and letus set out at once, to save Senor Samson's soul from suffering,
ashe says his conscience obliges him to persuade your worship to sallyout upon the
world a third time; so I offer again to serve yourworship faithfully and loyally,
as well and better than all thesquires that served knights-errant in times past
or present."
The bachelor was filled with amazement when he heard Sancho'sphraseology and
style of talk, for though he had read the first partof his master's history he never
thought that he could be so drollas he was there described; but now, hearing him
talk of a "will andcodicil that could not be provoked," instead of "will and codicil
thatcould not be revoked," he believed all he had read of him, and set himdown as
one of the greatest simpletons of modern times; and he said tohimself that two such
lunatics as master and man the world had neverseen. In fine, Don Quixote and Sancho
embraced one another and madefriends, and by the advice and with the approval of
the greatCarrasco, who was now their oracle, it was arranged that theirdeparture
should take place three days thence, by which time theycould have all that was requisite
for the journey ready, and procure aclosed helmet, which Don Quixote said he must
by all means take.Samson offered him one, as he knew a friend of his who had it
wouldnot refuse it to him, though it was more dingy with rust and mildewthan bright
and clean like burnished steel.
The curses which both housekeeper and niece poured out on thebachelor were past
counting; they tore their hair, they clawed theirfaces, and in the style of the
hired mourners that were once infashion, they raised a lamentation over the departure
of theirmaster and uncle, as if it had been his death. Samson's intention inpersuading
him to sally forth once more was to do what the historyrelates farther on; all by
the advice of the curate and barber, withwhom he had previously discussed the subject.
Finally, then, duringthose three days, Don Quixote and Sancho provided themselves
with whatthey considered necessary, and Sancho having pacified his wife, andDon
Quixote his niece and housekeeper, at nightfall, unseen byanyone except the bachelor,
who thought fit to accompany them half aleague out of the village, they set out
for El Toboso, Don Quixoteon his good Rocinante and Sancho on his old Dapple, his
alforjasfurnished with certain matters in the way of victuals, and his pursewith
money that Don Quixote gave him to meet emergencies. Samsonembraced him, and entreated
him to let him hear of his good or evilfortunes, so that he might rejoice over the
former or condole with himover the latter, as the laws of friendship required. Don
Quixotepromised him he would do so, and Samson returned to the village, andthe other
two took the road for the great city of El Toboso.
CHAPTER VIII
WHEREIN IS RELATED WHAT BEFELL DON QUIXOTE ON HIS WAY TO SEE HISLADY DULCINEA
DEL TOBOSO
"Blessed be Allah the all-powerful!" says Hamete Benengeli onbeginning this eighth
chapter; "blessed be Allah!" he repeats threetimes; and he says he utters these
thanksgivings at seeing that he hasnow got Don Quixote and Sancho fairly afield,
and that the readersof his delightful history may reckon that the achievements and
humoursof Don Quixote and his squire are now about to begin; and he urgesthem to
forget the former chivalries of the ingenious gentleman and tofix their eyes on
those that are to come, which now begin on theroad to El Toboso, as the others began
on the plains of Montiel; noris it much that he asks in consideration of all he
promises, and so hegoes on to say:
Don Quixote and Sancho were left alone, and the moment Samson tookhis departure,
Rocinante began to neigh, and Dapple to sigh, which, byboth knight and squire, was
accepted as a good sign and a very happyomen; though, if the truth is to be told,
the sighs and brays ofDapple were louder than the neighings of the hack, from which
Sanchoinferred that his good fortune was to exceed and overtop that of hismaster,
building, perhaps, upon some judicial astrology that he mayhave known, though the
history says nothing about it; all that canbe said is, that when he stumbled or
fell, he was heard to say hewished he had not come out, for by stumbling or falling
there wasnothing to be got but a damaged shoe or a broken rib; and, fool ashe was,
he was not much astray in this.