INWHICHISCONTINUEDTHESTORYOFTHEFAMOUSPRINCESSMICOMICONA, WITHOTHERDROLLADVENTURES
ToallthisSancholistenedwithnolittlesorrowathearttoseehowhishopesofdignitywerefadingawayandvanishinginsmoke, andhowthefairPrincessMicomiconahadturnedintoDorothea, andthegiantintoDonFernando, whilehismasterwassleepingtranquilly, ; Cardeniowasinasimilarstateofmind, andLuscinda'; , andcongratulatedeachuponhisgoodfortune; buttheonethatwasinthehighestspiritsandgoodhumourwasthelandlady, becauseofthepromiseCardenioandthecuratehadgivenhertopayforallthelossesanddamageshehadsustainedthroughDonQuixote', ashasbeenalreadysaid, wastheonlyonewhowasdistressed, unhappy, anddejected; andsowithalongfacehewentintohismaster, whohadjustawoke, andsaidtohim:
"SirRuefulCountenance, yourworshipmayaswellsleeponasmuchasyoulike, withouttroublingyourselfaboutkillinganygiantorrestoringherkingdomtotheprincess; forthatisalloverandsettlednow."
"Ishouldthinkitwas," repliedDonQuixote, "forIhavehadthemostprodigiousandstupendousbattlewiththegiantthatIeverrememberhavinghadallthedaysofmylife; andwithoneback-stroke-swish!—Ibroughthisheadtumblingtotheground, andsomuchbloodgushedforthfromhimthatitraninrivuletsovertheearthlikewater."
"Likeredwine, yourworshiphadbettersay," repliedSancho; "forIwouldhaveyouknow, ifyoudon'tknowit, thatthedeadgiantisahackedwine-skin, andthebloodfour-and-twentygallonsofredwinethatithadinitsbelly, andthecut-offheadisthebitchthatboreme; andthedeviltakeitall."
