"IwouldhaveavengedmyselftooifIcould," saidSancho, "whetherIhadbeendubbedknightornot, butIcouldnot; thoughformypartIampersuadedthosewhoamusedthemselveswithmewerenotphantomsorenchantedmen, asyourworshipsays, butmenoffleshandbonelikeourselves; andtheyallhadtheirnames, forIheardthemnamethemwhentheyweretossingme, andonewascalledPedroMartinez, andanotherTenorioHernandez, andtheinnkeeper, Iheard, wascalledJuanPalomequetheLeft-handed; sothat, senor, yournotbeingabletoleapoverthewalloftheyardordismountfromyourhorsecameofsomethingelsebesidesenchantments; andwhatImakeoutclearlyfromallthisis, thattheseadventureswegoseekingwillintheendleadusintosuchmisadventuresthatweshallnotknowwhichisourrightfoot; andthatthebestandwisestthing, accordingtomysmallwits, wouldbeforustoreturnhome, nowthatitisharvest-time, andattendtoourbusiness, andgiveoverwanderingfromZecatoMeccaandfrompailtobucket, asthesayingis."
"Howlittlethouknowestaboutchivalry, Sancho," repliedDonQuixote; "holdthypeaceandhavepatience; thedaywillcomewhenthoushaltseewiththineowneyeswhatanhonourablethingitistowanderinthepursuitofthiscalling; nay, tellme, whatgreaterpleasurecantherebeintheworld, orwhatdelightcanequalthatofwinningabattle, andtriumphingoverone'senemy? None, beyondalldoubt."
