Don Quixote
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Don Quixote saw very plainly the attention with which the traveler was regarding him, and read his curiosity in his astonishment and courteous as he was, and ready to please everybody before the other could ask him any question. He anticipated him by saying the appearance I present your worship being so strange and so out of the common. I should not be surprised if it filled you with wonder, but you will cease to wonder when I tell you. As I do, that I am one of those nights who, as people say, go seeking adventures! I have left my home. I have mortgaged my estate. I have given up my comforts and committed myself to the arms of fortune to bear me with whatsoever she may please. My desire was to bring to life again Night Aaron Tree, now dead! And for some time past stumbling here, falling there, now coming down headlong, now raising myself up again. I have carried out a great portion of my design suckering widows protecting maidens and giving age to wives, orphans and miners, the proper and natural duty of knights, errant, and therefore, because of my many valiant and christian achievements, I have been already found worthy to make my way in print. To well nigh all, or most of the nations of the earth! 30,000 volumes of my history have been printed, and it is on the high road to be printed 30,000 thousands of times. If heaven does not put a stop to it in short. To sum up all in a few words, or in a single one, I may tell you I am Don Quixote of La Mancha, otherwise called The Night of the rueful countenance. For those self praise is degrading. I must perforce sound my own. Sometimes, that is to say, when there is no one at hand to do it for me. So that gentle sir, neither this horse nor this lance, nor this shield, nor this Squire, nor all of these arms put together, nor the cell onus of my countenance, nor my gaunt leanness will henceforth astonish you now that you know who I am, and what profession I follow with these words. Don Quixote held his peace, and from the time he took to answer, the man in green seemed to be at a loss for a reply. After a long pause, however, he said to him, you were right when you saw curiosity in my amazement, Sir, Knight, but you have not succeeded in removing the astonishment. I feel at seeing you, for although you say senor, that knowing who you are ought to remove it, it has not done so. On the contrary. Now that I know I am left more amazed and astonished than before. What is it possible that there are nights errands in the world these days, and histories of real chivalry printed, I cannot realize the fact that there can be anyone on earth nowadays who aids widows, or protects maidens, or defends wives, or suckers, orphans. Nor should I believe it had I not seen it in your worship with my own eyes, blessed be heaven. For by means of this history of your noble and genuine chivalrous deeds which you say has been printed. The countless stories of fictitious knights errant with which the world is filled so much to the injury of morality and the prejudice and discredit of good histories will have been driven into oblivion. There is a good deal to be said on that point, said Don Quixote. As to whether the histories of the knights errant are fiction or not. Why is there anyone who doubts that those histories are false? Said the Man in green. I doubt it, said Don Quixote.