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堂吉诃德|Don Quixote

Part 2 第23章|Part 2 Chapter 21

属类： 双语小说 【分类】世界名著 -[作者: 塞万提斯] 阅读：[44357]
《堂吉诃德》是一部幽默诙谐、滑稽可笑、充满了奇思妙想的长篇文学巨著。此书主要描写了一个有趣、可敬、可悲、喜欢自欺欺人的没落贵族堂吉诃德，他痴狂地迷恋古代骑士小说，以至于放弃家业，用破甲驽马装扮成古代骑士的样子，再雇佣农民桑乔作侍从，三次出征周游全国，去创建所谓的扶弱锄强的骑士业绩。他们在征险的生涯中闹出了许多笑话，到处碰壁受辱，堂吉诃德多次被打成重伤，有一次还被当成疯子关在笼子里遣送回乡。最后，他因征战不利郁郁寡欢而与世长辞，临终前他那一番貌似悔悟的话语让人匪夷所思又哭笑不得。
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斯洞窟的见闻，离奇怪诞令人难以置信

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下午四点钟，太阳躲进了云层，只露出一点儿微弱的光线。唐吉诃德从容不迫地向他那两位忠实的听众介绍，自己在蒙特西诺斯洞窟里见到的情况。他开始说起来：

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“从这儿下到十二人或十四人深的地方，右侧有个凹面，里面宽敞得能够容得下几头骡子和一架大骡车。透过地面上的几个缝隙或窟窿，只能射进几束微弱的光线，远远不够照明用的。我又累又烦，正当我吊在绳子上又急又恼，不知该如何向下走时，我发现了那块凹面，便决定进去休息一下。我大声喊你们，让你们等我叫你们时再放绳子，可你们大概没听见我的叫声。于是，我就把你们徐徐放下的绳子收起，盘成一团，坐在上面考虑待一会儿没人给我放绳子了，我怎么才能下到洞底。我正在胡思乱想，忽然一股极度的困意袭来，我竟不知怎么回事就睡着了。待我醒来时，发现自己竟来到了一片美妙秀丽、人类思维难以想象的风景如画的草地上。

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“我睁大了眼睛，又揉了揉眼皮，发现自己并没有睡着，确实醒着。尽管这样，我还是拍了拍自己的脑袋和胸脯，证明那确实是我自己，而不是什么虚无的幻觉，而且我的触觉、感觉和思维能力就和我现在的情况一样。接着，我的眼前出现了一座富丽堂皇的皇宫或王宫，它的墙壁似乎都是水晶的。宫殿的两扇大门打开了，我看见一位令人肃然起敬的长者向我走来。他身穿一件深紫色长袍，袍子长得拖到地上，胸前和肩膀上披着一条青缎披巾，头上戴着黑色米兰帽，长长的白胡须垂过腰间。他的手里除了一串念珠外没有任何东西。念珠的珠子比普通的胡桃还大，大珠①比鸵鸟蛋还大。那长者的气质、步伐以及庄重而又悠然自得的神态，无论是分别讲还是总体说，都使我感到惊奇。他来到我面前做的第一件事就是紧紧地拥抱我，然后对我说：‘曼查的英勇骑士唐吉诃德，我们被魔法困在这偏远的山洞里，已经恭候你多年了，希望你能够把这个蒙特西诺斯洞窟里的情况公诸于世。这样伟大的业绩只有像你这样勇敢无畏、气概非凡的人才能胜任。跟我来，尊贵的大人，我想让你看看发生在这座水晶宫里的奇事。我就是这儿的总管，将在这里终身留守。我就叫蒙特西诺斯，这个洞窟就是以我的名字命名的。’他一说他是蒙特西诺斯，我就问他，洞外世界传说他按照老朋友杜兰达尔德的吩咐，在杜兰达尔德临死之前，用一把小匕首把老朋友的心脏掏了出来，献给贝莱尔玛夫人，这事是否是真的。他说是真的，不过不是匕首，更不是小匕首，而是一种比锥子还尖的锋利短刀。”

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①念珠每十粒小珠间有一颗大珠。

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“准是塞维利亚的拉蒙·德奥塞斯造的那种短刀。”桑乔这时候说。

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“我也不清楚，”唐吉诃德说，“但决不会是那位短刀匠造的，因为拉蒙·德奥塞斯是不久前的人物，而发生这桩悲剧的龙塞斯巴列斯年代则是在很早以前。不过，这点情况并不重要，并不影响事情的真实性和历史的连贯性。”

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“是这样。”小伙子说，“请您继续讲下去，唐吉诃德大人，我听得简直如痴如醉。”

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“我也讲得津津有味，”唐吉诃德说，“令人尊敬的长者蒙特西诺斯领我走进水晶宫，宫殿里又有个雪白的地宫，里面凉快极了，还有一座做工极其精细的大理石陵墓。我看见陵墓里躺着骑士。那骑士不像其他陵墓里的骑士那样，是青铜的、大理石的或玉的，而是有血有肉的人。他的右手放在心脏一侧，我看见他的手毛茸茸的，而且青筋暴露，看样子这位骑士很有力气。蒙特西诺斯见我看着陵墓发怔，不等我发问就对我说：‘这就是我的朋友杜兰达尔德，那个时代多情勇敢的骑士精英。他和我以及其他许多在这里的男女一样，被那个法国魔法师梅兰制服在这里。据说梅兰是魔鬼的弟子，可我觉得他不像，因为人家说他比魔鬼还强点儿呢。至于我们是怎么样以及为什么被制服在这里的，无人知晓，不过，随着时间的推移，以后肯定会知道的，我想这个日子已经为期不远了。令我惊奇的是，杜兰达尔德的的确确死在我的怀抱里，他死后我亲手把他的心脏取了出来。他的心脏大概足有两磅重。据自然科学家讲，心脏大的人要比心脏小的人勇敢。既然这位骑士确实死了，他现在怎么还能不时地唉声叹气，好像他仍然活着似的？’正说到这儿，只听杜兰达尔德大叫一声，说道：

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蒙特西诺斯呀，我的兄弟，

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我还有最后一件事求你，

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那就是等我死后，

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我的灵魂已经脱离身体，

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请你用短刀或者匕首，

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把我的心脏

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从胸膛取出，

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送到贝莱尔玛那里去。

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“令人尊敬的蒙特西诺斯听到声音，立刻跪倒在骑士面前，眼含热泪地说道：‘杜兰达尔德大人，我极其尊贵的兄弟，我已经在我们遭受重大损失的那一天按照你的吩咐做了。我尽可能小心地把你的心脏取了出来，没有在你的胸膛里留下一丝残余部分。我用花边手绢把你的心脏擦干净，带着它踏上了去法国的路程。启程之前，我挥泪如雨，掩埋了你的尸体。泪水冲洗了我的双手，冲洗了我的手在你的胸膛里沾染的鲜血。说得再具体些，我最亲爱的兄弟，在走出龙塞斯瓦列斯以后，我一到达某个有盐的地方，就往你的心脏上撒了点儿盐，以便它被送到贝莱尔玛夫人面前时，即使不是新鲜的，至少也没有变味。贝莱尔玛夫人，你，我，你的侍从瓜迪亚纳，女管家鲁伊德拉和她的七个女儿、两个外甥女，还有你的其他许多熟人和朋友，都被魔法师梅兰制服在这里已经多年了。五百年过去了，可是我们没有一个人死，只是少了鲁伊德拉以及她的女儿和外甥女们。大概是因为她们总哭哭啼啼，梅兰起了怜悯之心，就把她们变成了同样数量的小河，在人世间和曼查被称为鲁伊德拉小河。七条女儿河属于西班牙国王，两个外甥女小河则属于一个十分神圣的圣胡安骑士团。你的侍从瓜迪亚纳为你的不幸以泪洗面，最终变成了瓜迪亚纳河。这条河流到地面上，看到另一个世界的太阳，想到此时已经没有了你，心里非常难过，就又重新钻入地底。但是，它毕竟不能不顺流而走，所以又不时地露出地面，于是太阳和人们又能看到它了。贝莱尔玛的那些小河和其他许多小河都用自己的水补充它，最后浩浩荡荡地流入了葡萄牙。尽管如此，无论流到哪里，它都显得十分悲伤，不愿意用自己的水喂养珍贵的鱼类，只喂养了一些与金色塔霍河里的鱼大不相同的、味道并不鲜美的低档鱼种。我现在对你说的这些话，我的兄弟，我已经对你说过多次了，可你总是不回答，所以，我认为你是不信任我或者并没有听见我说，对此我到底是多么伤心，只有上帝知道。现在我想告诉你一点儿消息。这消息即使不能减轻你的痛苦，至少也不会给你增加任何痛苦。你知道吗，智人梅兰预言的那位能做很多事的伟大骑士，那位曼查的唐吉诃德，现在就站在你面前，你睁眼看看吧。他以比以往任何时候都辉煌的成就在当今之世重振了骑士道，他可以帮助我们解脱魔法。这样伟大的业绩只有这样伟大的人物才能完成。’‘可是如果解除不了魔法，’那位身受重创的杜兰达尔德说道，‘如果解除不了魔法，兄弟，我说呀，咱们别着急，那就洗牌吧①。’说完他就侧过身去，同以前一样默不作声了。

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①当时输了牌的人常这样说，后引申开来，表示不甘心失败，准备从头开始。

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“这时忽然传来哭喊声，还伴着深深的叹息和痛苦的抽泣声。我回过头去，透过水晶墙看见两队极其美丽的少女从另一间大厅里依次走出。少女都穿着丧服，头上像土耳其人，一样裹着白头巾。走在队尾的是一位夫人，她那庄重的神态像是夫人。她也穿着黑色的衣服，长长的白纱一直拖到地上，裹头的白巾比其他人都大两倍。她的眉心很窄，鼻子有些塌，偶尔露出那白得像剥了皮的杏仁一样的牙齿，也是稀稀落落，参差不齐。她的手上托着一个薄麻布包，里面隐约可见一块干瘪的东西，想必就是那颗已经干了的心脏。

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“蒙特西诺斯告诉我，那队少女是杜兰达尔德和贝莱尔玛的佣人，她们同主人一起被魔法制服在这里。用细麻布托着心脏走在最后的那位夫人就是贝莱尔玛。她带领着那群少女每星期列队走四次，为杜兰达尔德的身体和心脏唱挽歌，确切地说，是哭挽歌。要说她的面目显得有些丑陋，不像传说的那么漂亮，那完全是由于魔法日夜折磨所致，这点从她的黑眼圈和憔悴的面容上就可以看出来。‘你别以为她脸色发黄、眼圈发黑与她月经不调有关，她已经有很多个月，甚至很多年没来月经了。完全是由于手里时刻捧着那颗心，她想起了她那苦命情人的不幸遭遇，自己内心悲痛，才变成了这个样子。否则，她的美貌、风度和精神几乎可以与托博索闻名遐迩的杜尔西内亚相比。’‘别说了，’我说，‘蒙特西诺斯大人，你的事你该怎么讲就怎么讲。你知道，任何比较都是可恶的，因此你不要拿某个人同其他人相比。托博索举世无双的杜尔西内亚就是杜尔西内亚，贝莱尔玛夫人就是贝莱尔玛夫人，她们该是谁就是谁，到此为止吧。’蒙特西诺斯回答说：‘唐吉诃德大人，请原谅，我承认我刚才说贝莱尔玛夫人几乎可以同杜尔西内亚夫人相比是不对的。假如我刚才意识到，我也不知道怎么就忽然意识到了，您就是杜尔西内亚夫人的骑士，我决不会拿贝莱尔玛夫人同她相比，而是拿天来同她相比了。’蒙特西诺斯这么一说我才静下心来。刚才我听他拿贝莱尔玛夫人同杜尔西内亚夫人相比，心里很不痛快。”

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“不过，更让我惊奇的是，”桑乔说，“您为什么没有骑在那个老东西身上，把他的骨头都打断，把他的胡子揪得一根不剩呢？”

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“不，桑乔朋友，”唐吉诃德说，“我如果那样做就不对了。我们大家都应该尊重老人，哪怕他们并不是骑士，尤其是要尊重那种既不是骑士又中了魔法的老人。我十分清楚，我们俩在讨论问题时应该平起平坐。”

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小伙子这时说道：

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“这我就不明白了，唐吉诃德大人，您在下面只待了这么短的时间，怎么会看见这么多东西，说了这么多的话？”

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“我下去有多长时间？”唐吉诃德问。

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“一个多小时。”

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“不可能，”唐吉诃德说，“我在那儿天黑又天亮，天亮又天黑，一共三次。所以，按照我的计算，我在那个咱们的视线看不到、够不着的洞里一共过了三天。”

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“我的主人说的大概是真的，”桑乔说，“他遇到的那些事都是被魔法变了样的，所以我们觉得是过了一小时，可是在那边却过了三天三夜。”

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“是这样。”唐吉诃德说。

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“您在那段时间里吃东西了吗，大人？”小伙子问。

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“一口东西也没吃，”唐吉诃德说，“而且我也不饿，没感觉到饿。”

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“那些被魔法控制的人呢，也不吃东西？”小伙子问。

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“不吃东西。”唐吉诃德说，“他们也没有大便，虽然他们的指甲、胡子和头发似乎都在长。”

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“那些被魔法制服的人睡觉吗？”桑乔问。

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“不，不睡觉。”唐吉诃德说，“至少在我和他们在一起的那三天里，没有一个人合眼，我也没睡。”

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“俗话说得好，”桑乔说，“近朱者赤，近墨者黑。您和那些不吃不睡的中了魔法的人在一起，您不吃不睡也就不足为奇了。不过请您原谅，我的主人，您刚才在这里说的那些事情，我若是相信了一件，就让我见上帝去……我差点儿说成让我见鬼去了。”

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“为什么不相信呢？”小伙子问，“难道唐吉诃德大人说谎了吗？即使他想说谎，要编这么一大堆谎话，恐怕时间也来不及呀。”

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“我觉得我的主人没有说谎。”桑乔说。

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“那你觉得是怎么回事呢？”唐吉诃德问。

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“我觉得是那个梅兰，或者是对您在下面看到并且谈了话的那些人施了魔法的魔法师们，向您的想象力和记忆力灌输了那座宫殿的事情，所以您刚才才那么说，而且以后也会那么说。”

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“说来有可能，桑乔，”唐吉诃德说，“不过，我刚才说的那些都是我亲眼见到、亲手摸到的。蒙特西诺斯还告诉了我许许多多新奇的事情，只不过是现在没有时间讲，等咱们以后在路上我再慢慢给你说。对了，还有一件事，就是在那风景秀丽的原野上，在我眼前忽然闪现出三个农妇，像山羊似的蹦蹦跳跳。我一眼就认出其中一个就是托博索美丽无双的杜尔西内亚，另外两个是咱们在托博索出口处见到的另外两个农妇，对此你又该怎么说呢？我问蒙特西诺斯是否认识她们，蒙特西诺斯说不认识，估计是前几天刚在那儿出现的几位贵夫人，他对此并不感到惊奇，因为在那里还有其他几位前几个世纪和当今世纪的夫人，她们已经被魔法变成了不同的怪模样，其中有他认识的希内夫拉女王及其女仆金塔尼奥娜，她们正在为从布列塔尼来的兰萨罗特斟酒。”

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桑乔听主人这么一说，就想到唐吉诃德或者是神志不正常，或者就是高兴过了头。桑乔知道所谓杜尔西内亚中了魔法的事是他一手制造的，他就是那个魔法师。现在，桑乔才完全相信他的主人神志不正常，已经全疯了。桑乔对唐吉诃德说道：

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“您真是坏时候进洞交坏运，我亲爱的主人，而且糟糕的是碰到了蒙特西诺斯大人，他让您回来变成了这个样子。你没进洞以前神志很正常，就像上帝给了您一个正常的脑袋一样，妙语横生，还不时给人以教诲。可是，现在您胡说八道得简直没边了。”

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“因为认识你，桑乔，”唐吉诃德说，“所以你说什么，我都不跟你计较。”

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“我也不跟您计较，”桑乔说，“哪怕您因为我刚才说的那些话打我或者杀了我。还有一些话，若不是您总纠正我，我也得说呢。咱们现在既然没吵架，那就请您告诉我，您凭什么认出那是杜尔西内亚夫人？如果您同她搭了话，都说了些什么？她又是怎样回答的？”

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“她穿的就是上次你指给我看时她穿的那身衣服。”唐吉诃德说，“我同她讲话，可她没回答，却转身跑了，快得简直如离弦之箭。我想去追她，可是蒙特西诺斯却劝我别再白费劲，而且我也该出洞了。

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“蒙特西诺斯还说以后他会告诉我，贝莱尔玛、杜兰达尔德、他自己以及那里的所有人是如何摆脱魔法的。不过，最让我伤心的是，蒙特西诺斯正同我说着话，我竟没发现是什么时候，不幸的杜尔西内亚的一位女伴已经来到我身边，眼含泪水，颤抖着声音低声对我说：‘我们的杜尔西内亚夫人吻您的手，请您告诉她您的近况；还有，她现在手头紧，请您务必借给她六个雷阿尔，或者您有多少都借给她吧。她以这条白布裙为抵押，会尽快把钱还给您。’我很惊奇，转身问蒙特西诺斯：‘蒙特西诺斯大人，中了魔法的贵人难道也会有手头紧的时候？’蒙特西诺斯答道：‘请相信我，唐吉诃德大人，这种手头紧的情况到处都有，无处不在，即使中了魔法的人也不能幸免。既然杜尔西内亚夫人派人向您借六个雷阿尔，而且抵押品也挺值钱，您就把钱给她吧，看来杜尔西内亚夫人现在确实缺钱。’‘抵押品我不要，’我说，‘而且我也不能如数给她六个雷阿尔，因为我只有四个雷阿尔。’我给了她四个雷阿尔，也就是桑乔你那天给我，准备路上万一遇到穷人乞讨时用的四个雷阿尔。我对杜尔西内亚夫人的女伴说：‘朋友，请告诉你们的夫人，我为她的窘迫从心里感到难过，真想成为富卡尔①来救济她。我还要告诉她的就是，如果我看不到她温柔的目光，听不到她睿智的谈话，我的健康就不会也不该得到保障。所以，我诚心诚意地请求夫人允许这位已被她俘虏了心的辛劳骑士能够见到她，同她说几句话。请告诉她，她也许会在某个她意想不到的时候听到我如何向她信誓旦旦，就像曼图亚侯爵在半山腰遇到他行将咽气的侄子巴尔多维诺斯时，发誓要为侄子报仇时说的那样。侯爵发誓在为侄子报仇之前要食不求精，还有其他一些事情。在为杜尔西内亚夫人解除魔法之前，我不图安逸，要游历世界八方，要比葡萄牙的唐佩德罗王子走的地方还多。’‘这些都是您应该为我们夫人做的。’那个侍女说。

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①富卡尔是卡洛斯一世时居住在西班牙的一个德国富翁，其富裕程度当时在西班牙有口皆碑。

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“她接过了四个雷阿尔。不过她没有向我鞠躬行礼，而是向上跳了一下，跳了差不多有两米高。”

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“噢，神圣的上帝啊！”桑乔这时候大喊一声说道，“世界上真有如此魔力的魔法师和魔法，竟把我本来很精明的主人变得如此疯癫？大人啊大人，请您看在上帝份上，保重自己，保全自己的名声，不要再听信那些让您神经错乱的胡言乱语了！”

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“因为你很爱我，桑乔，你才这样对我说话。”唐吉诃德说，“因为你对世界上的事物还缺乏经验，所以稍微困难一点的事情你就以为是不可能的。就像我上次说的那样，等以后有时间的时候，我再给你讲我在下面看到的事情吧，那时你就会相信我讲的这些事都是不容置疑的。”

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While Don Quixote and Sancho were engaged in the discussion set forth the last chapter, they heard loud shouts and a great noise, which were uttered and made by the men on the mares as they went at full gallop, shouting, to receive the bride and bridegroom, who were approaching with musical instruments and pageantry of all sorts around them, and accompanied by the priest and the relatives of both, and all the most distinguished people of the surrounding villages. When Sancho saw the bride, he exclaimed, “By my faith, she is not dressed like a country girl, but like some fine court lady; egad, as well as I can make out, the patena she wears rich coral, and her green Cuenca stuff is thirty-pile velvet; and then the white linen trimming — by my oath, but it’s satin! Look at her hands — jet rings on them! May I never have luck if they’re not gold rings, and real gold, and set with pearls as white as a curdled milk, and every one of them worth an eye of one’s head! Whoreson baggage, what hair she has! if it’s not a wig, I never saw longer or fairer all the days of my life. See how bravely she bears herself — and her shape! Wouldn’t you say she was like a walking palm tree loaded with clusters of dates? for the trinkets she has hanging from her hair and neck look just like them. I swear in my heart she is a brave lass, and fit ‘to pass over the banks of Flanders.’”

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Don Quixote laughed at Sancho’s boorish eulogies and thought that, saving his lady Dulcinea del Toboso, he had never seen a more beautiful woman. The fair Quiteria appeared somewhat pale, which was, no doubt, because of the bad night brides always pass dressing themselves out for their wedding on the morrow. They advanced towards a theatre that stood on one side of the meadow decked with carpets and boughs, where they were to plight their troth, and from which they were to behold the dances and plays; but at the moment of their arrival at the spot they heard a loud outcry behind them, and a voice exclaiming, “Wait a little, ye, as inconsiderate as ye are hasty!” At these words all turned round, and perceived that the speaker was a man clad in what seemed to be a loose black coat garnished with crimson patches like flames. He was crowned (as was presently seen) with a crown of gloomy cypress, and in his hand he held a long staff. As he approached he was recognised by everyone as the gay Basilio, and all waited anxiously to see what would come of his words, in dread of some catastrophe in consequence of his appearance at such a moment. He came up at last weary and breathless, and planting himself in front of the bridal pair, drove his staff, which had a steel spike at the end, into the ground, and, with a pale face and eyes fixed on Quiteria, he thus addressed her in a hoarse, trembling voice:

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“Well dost thou know, ungrateful Quiteria, that according to the holy law we acknowledge, so long as live thou canst take no husband; nor art thou ignorant either that, in my hopes that time and my own exertions would improve my fortunes, I have never failed to observe the respect due to thy honour; but thou, casting behind thee all thou owest to my true love, wouldst surrender what is mine to another whose wealth serves to bring him not only good fortune but supreme happiness; and now to complete it (not that I think he deserves it, but inasmuch as heaven is pleased to bestow it upon him), I will, with my own hands, do away with the obstacle that may interfere with it, and remove myself from between you. Long live the rich Camacho! many a happy year may he live with the ungrateful Quiteria! and let the poor Basilio die, Basilio whose poverty clipped the wings of his happiness, and brought him to the grave!”

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And so saying, he seized the staff he had driven into the ground, and leaving one half of it fixed there, showed it to be a sheath that concealed a tolerably long rapier; and, what may he called its hilt being planted in the ground, he swiftly, coolly, and deliberately threw himself upon it, and in an instant the bloody point and half the steel blade appeared at his back, the unhappy man falling to the earth bathed in his blood, and transfixed by his own weapon.

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His friends at once ran to his aid, filled with grief at his misery and sad fate, and Don Quixote, dismounting from Rocinante, hastened to support him, and took him in his arms, and found he had not yet ceased to breathe. They were about to draw out the rapier, but the priest who was standing by objected to its being withdrawn before he had confessed him, as the instant of its withdrawal would be that of this death. Basilio, however, reviving slightly, said in a weak voice, as though in pain, “If thou wouldst consent, cruel Quiteria, to give me thy hand as my bride in this last fatal moment, I might still hope that my rashness would find pardon, as by its means I attained the bliss of being thine.”

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Hearing this the priest bade him think of the welfare of his soul rather than of the cravings of the body, and in all earnestness implore God’s pardon for his sins and for his rash resolve; to which Basilio replied that he was determined not to confess unless Quiteria first gave him her hand in marriage, for that happiness would compose his mind and give him courage to make his confession.

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Don Quixote hearing the wounded man’s entreaty, exclaimed aloud that what Basilio asked was just and reasonable, and moreover a request that might be easily complied with; and that it would be as much to Senor Camacho’s honour to receive the lady Quiteria as the widow of the brave Basilio as if he received her direct from her father.

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“In this case,” said he, “it will be only to say ‘yes,’ and no consequences can follow the utterance of the word, for the nuptial couch of this marriage must be the grave.”

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Camacho was listening to all this, perplexed and bewildered and not knowing what to say or do; but so urgent were the entreaties of Basilio’s friends, imploring him to allow Quiteria to give him her hand, so that his soul, quitting this life in despair, should not be lost, that they moved, nay, forced him, to say that if Quiteria were willing to give it he was satisfied, as it was only putting off the fulfillment of his wishes for a moment. At once all assailed Quiteria and pressed her, some with prayers, and others with tears, and others with persuasive arguments, to give her hand to poor Basilio; but she, harder than marble and more unmoved than any statue, seemed unable or unwilling to utter a word, nor would she have given any reply had not the priest bade her decide quickly what she meant to do, as Basilio now had his soul at his teeth, and there was no time for hesitation.

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On this the fair Quiteria, to all appearance distressed, grieved, and repentant, advanced without a word to where Basilio lay, his eyes already turned in his head, his breathing short and painful, murmuring the name of Quiteria between his teeth, and apparently about to die like a heathen and not like a Christian. Quiteria approached him, and kneeling, demanded his hand by signs without speaking. Basilio opened his eyes and gazing fixedly at her, said, “O Quiteria, why hast thou turned compassionate at a moment when thy compassion will serve as a dagger to rob me of life, for I have not now the strength left either to bear the happiness thou givest me in accepting me as thine, or to suppress the pain that is rapidly drawing the dread shadow of death over my eyes? What I entreat of thee, O thou fatal star to me, is that the hand thou demandest of me and wouldst give me, be not given out of complaisance or to deceive me afresh, but that thou confess and declare that without any constraint upon thy will thou givest it to me as to thy lawful husband; for it is not meet that thou shouldst trifle with me at such a moment as this, or have recourse to falsehoods with one who has dealt so truly by thee.”

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While uttering these words he showed such weakness that the bystanders expected each return of faintness would take his life with it. Then Quiteria, overcome with modesty and shame, holding in her right hand the hand of Basilio, said, “No force would bend my will; as freely, therefore, as it is possible for me to do so, I give thee the hand of a lawful wife, and take thine if thou givest it to me of thine own free will, untroubled and unaffected by the calamity thy hasty act has brought upon thee.”

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“Yes, I give it,” said Basilio, “not agitated or distracted, but with unclouded reason that heaven is pleased to grant me, thus do I give myself to be thy husband.”

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“And I give myself to be thy wife,” said Quiteria, “whether thou livest many years, or they carry thee from my arms to the grave.”

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“For one so badly wounded,” observed Sancho at this point, “this young man has a great deal to say; they should make him leave off billing and cooing, and attend to his soul; for to my thinking he has it more on his tongue than at his teeth.”

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Basilio and Quiteria having thus joined hands, the priest, deeply moved and with tears in his eyes, pronounced the blessing upon them, and implored heaven to grant an easy passage to the soul of the newly wedded man, who, the instant he received the blessing, started nimbly to his feet and with unparalleled effrontery pulled out the rapier that had been sheathed in his body. All the bystanders were astounded, and some, more simple than inquiring, began shouting, “A miracle, a miracle!” But Basilio replied, “No miracle, no miracle; only a trick, a trick!” The priest, perplexed and amazed, made haste to examine the wound with both hands, and found that the blade had passed, not through Basilio’s flesh and ribs, but through a hollow iron tube full of blood, which he had adroitly fixed at the place, the blood, as was afterwards ascertained, having been so prepared as not to congeal. In short, the priest and Camacho and most of those present saw they were tricked and made fools of. The bride showed no signs of displeasure at the deception; on the contrary, hearing them say that the marriage, being fraudulent, would not be valid, she said that she confirmed it afresh, whence they all concluded that the affair had been planned by agreement and understanding between the pair, whereat Camacho and his supporters were so mortified that they proceeded to revenge themselves by violence, and a great number of them drawing their swords attacked Basilio, in whose protection as many more swords were in an instant unsheathed, while Don Quixote taking the lead on horseback, with his lance over his arm and well covered with his shield, made all give way before him. Sancho, who never found any pleasure or enjoyment in such doings, retreated to the wine-jars from which he had taken his delectable skimmings, considering that, as a holy place, that spot would be respected.

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“Hold, sirs, hold!” cried Don Quixote in a loud voice; “we have no right to take vengeance for wrongs that love may do to us: remember love and war are the same thing, and as in war it is allowable and common to make use of wiles and stratagems to overcome the enemy, so in the contests and rivalries of love the tricks and devices employed to attain the desired end are justifiable, provided they be not to the discredit or dishonour of the loved object. Quiteria belonged to Basilio and Basilio to Quiteria by the just and beneficent disposal of heaven. Camacho is rich, and can purchase his pleasure when, where, and as it pleases him. Basilio has but this ewe-lamb, and no one, however powerful he may be, shall take her from him; these two whom God hath joined man cannot separate; and he who attempts it must first pass the point of this lance;” and so saying he brandished it so stoutly and dexterously that he overawed all who did not know him.

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But so deep an impression had the rejection of Quiteria made on Camacho’s mind that it banished her at once from his thoughts; and so the counsels of the priest, who was a wise and kindly disposed man, prevailed with him, and by their means he and his partisans were pacified and tranquillised, and to prove it put up their swords again, inveighing against the pliancy of Quiteria rather than the craftiness of Basilio; Camacho maintaining that, if Quiteria as a maiden had such a love for Basilio, she would have loved him too as a married woman, and that he ought to thank heaven more for having taken her than for having given her.

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Camacho and those of his following, therefore, being consoled and pacified, those on Basilio’s side were appeased; and the rich Camacho, to show that he felt no resentment for the trick, and did not care about it, desired the festival to go on just as if he were married in reality. Neither Basilio, however, nor his bride, nor their followers would take any part in it, and they withdrew to Basilio’s village; for the poor, if they are persons of virtue and good sense, have those who follow, honour, and uphold them, just as the rich have those who flatter and dance attendance on them. With them they carried Don Quixote, regarding him as a man of worth and a stout one. Sancho alone had a cloud on his soul, for he found himself debarred from waiting for Camacho’s splendid feast and festival, which lasted until night; and thus dragged away, he moodily followed his master, who accompanied Basilio’s party, and left behind him the flesh-pots of Egypt; though in his heart he took them with him, and their now nearly finished skimmings that he carried in the bucket conjured up visions before his eyes of the glory and abundance of the good cheer he was losing. And so, vexed and dejected though not hungry, without dismounting from Dapple he followed in the footsteps of Rocinante.

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