Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
CHAPTER LXI.
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OF WHAT HAPPENED DON QUIXOTE ON ENTERING BARCELONA, TOGETHER WITH OTHER
MATTERS THAT PARTAKE OF THE TRUE RATHER THAN OF THE INGENIOUS
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Don Quixote passed three days and three nights with Roque, and had he
passed three hundred years he would have found enough to observe and
wonder at in his mode of life. At daybreak they were in one spot, at
dinner-time in another; sometimes they fled without knowing from whom,
at other times they lay in wait, not knowing for what. They slept
standing, breaking their slumbers to shift from place to place. There
was nothing but sending out spies and scouts, posting sentinels and
blowing the matches of harquebusses, though they carried but few, for
almost all used flintlocks. Roque passed his nights in some place or
other apart from his men, that they might not know where he was, for
the many proclamations the viceroy of Barcelona had issued against his
life kept him in fear and uneasiness, and he did not venture to trust
anyone, afraid that even his own men would kill him or deliver him up
to the authorities; of a truth, a weary miserable life! At length, by
unfrequented roads, short cuts, and secret paths, Roque, Don Quixote,
and Sancho, together with six squires, set out for Barcelona. They
reached the strand on Saint John’s Eve during the night; and Roque,
after embracing Don Quixote and Sancho (to whom he presented the ten
crowns he had promised but had not until then given), left them with
many expressions of good-will on both sides.
Roque went back, while Don Quixote remained on horseback, just as he
was, waiting for day, and it was not long before the countenance of the
fair Aurora began to show itself at the balconies of the east,
gladdening the grass and flowers, if not the ear, though to gladden
that too there came at the same moment a sound of clarions and drums,
and a din of bells, and a tramp, tramp, and cries of “Clear the way
there!” of some runners, that seemed to issue from the city.
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The dawn made way for the sun that with a face broader than a buckler
began to rise slowly above the low line of the horizon; Don Quixote and
Sancho gazed all round them; they beheld the sea, a sight until then
unseen by them; it struck them as exceedingly spacious and broad, much
more so than the lakes of Ruidera which they had seen in La Mancha.
They saw the galleys along the beach, which, lowering their awnings,
displayed themselves decked with streamers and pennons that trembled in
the breeze and kissed and swept the water, while on board the bugles,
trumpets, and clarions were sounding and filling the air far and near
with melodious warlike notes. Then they began to move and execute a
kind of skirmish upon the calm water, while a vast number of horsemen
on fine horses and in showy liveries, issuing from the city, engaged on
their side in a somewhat similar movement. The soldiers on board the
galleys kept up a ceaseless fire, which they on the walls and forts of
the city returned, and the heavy cannon rent the air with the
tremendous noise they made, to which the gangway guns of the galleys
replied. The bright sea, the smiling earth, the clear air—though at
times darkened by the smoke of the guns—all seemed to fill the whole
multitude with unexpected delight. Sancho could not make out how it was
that those great masses that moved over the sea had so many feet.
And now the horsemen in livery came galloping up with shouts and
outlandish cries and cheers to where Don Quixote stood amazed and
wondering; and one of them, he to whom Roque had sent word, addressing
him exclaimed, “Welcome to our city, mirror, beacon, star and cynosure
of all knight-errantry in its widest extent! Welcome, I say, valiant
Don Quixote of La Mancha; not the false, the fictitious, the
apocryphal, that these latter days have offered us in lying histories,
but the true, the legitimate, the real one that Cide Hamete Benengeli,
flower of historians, has described to us!”
Don Quixote made no answer, nor did the horsemen wait for one, but
wheeling again with all their followers, they began curvetting round
Don Quixote, who, turning to Sancho, said, “These gentlemen have
plainly recognised us; I will wager they have read our history, and
even that newly printed one by the Aragonese.”
The cavalier who had addressed Don Quixote again approached him and
said, “Come with us, Señor Don Quixote, for we are all of us your
servants and great friends of Roque Guinart’s;” to which Don Quixote
returned, “If courtesy breeds courtesy, yours, sir knight, is daughter
or very nearly akin to the great Roque’s; carry me where you please; I
will have no will but yours, especially if you deign to employ it in
your service.”
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The cavalier replied with words no less polite, and then, all closing
in around him, they set out with him for the city, to the music of the
clarions and the drums. As they were entering it, the wicked one, who
is the author of all mischief, and the boys who are wickeder than the
wicked one, contrived that a couple of these audacious irrepressible
urchins should force their way through the crowd, and lifting up, one
of them Dapple’s tail and the other Rocinante’s, insert a bunch of
furze under each. The poor beasts felt the strange spurs and added to
their anguish by pressing their tails tight, so much so that, cutting a
multitude of capers, they flung their masters to the ground. Don
Quixote, covered with shame and out of countenance, ran to pluck the
plume from his poor jade’s tail, while Sancho did the same for Dapple.
His conductors tried to punish the audacity of the boys, but there was
no possibility of doing so, for they hid themselves among the hundreds
of others that were following them. Don Quixote and Sancho mounted once
more, and with the same music and acclamations reached their
conductor’s house, which was large and stately, that of a rich
gentleman, in short; and there for the present we will leave them, for
such is Cide Hamete’s pleasure.
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