etly at home. But he had not forgotten the thi

g and often, and made many promises; among others that if he would but come with him as squire, he should

man (whose name was Sancho Panza),

ons, Don Quixote and Sancho Panza one dark night stole out of t

the Knight not a little, for in none of his books could he remember to have read of any squire being so mounted. Howe

ke to his master about their journey, and asked him to be sure

I may by some strange chance conquer a kingdom. An

racle as your worship speaks of, I am m

red Don Quixote, "

ne of them would sit well on my wife's head. For I must tell you, sir, she's not worth two brass jacks

n the hands of Providence, and be not tempte

ill, and looking down on the plain below, Do

ourselves could do. Look yonder, friend Sancho, there are

d Sancho Panza,

" answered Don Quixote. "Some of that horrible race,

are only windmills, and the things you think are arm

ttle you know of adventures. I tell you they are giants: and I shall fi

put spurs to his horse and galloped furiously at the windmills, shouting al

happened to rise, causing the

hough you wave as many arms as the giant

the nearest windmill. Round whirled the sails, and as Don Quixote's lance pierced one of them, horse

ere sent rollin

ncho, "did not I tell y

sed wizard Freston, the enemy who took from me my study and my books, who has changed these giants into wi

g the poor Knight on to his legs, once

to Don Quixote that his spear had been broke

or at least tore down a great branch, and with it did such wonderful deeds that he was ever after called 'The Bruiser.' I tell you this beca

you, sit a little more upright in your saddle; you are

plain of the pain, it is because a knight-errant must ne

honor complain a bit, now and then, when something ails you. For my part, I always cry ou

a lance. Don Quixote neither ate nor slept all the night, but passed his time, as he had learned from his books that a knight should do, in thoughts of the Lady Dulcine

ext day, they came t

up to the very elbows in adventures. But remember this! However sore pressed and in danger I may be when fighting with anothe

I have ever loved peace. But if a knight offers to set upon me

Don Quixote, "onl

rust me if I don't keep that comman