CHAP. IV.
Of that which befell to our Knight, after hee had departed from the Inne.
AVRORA began to display her beauties about the time that Don-Quixote issued out of the Inne, so content, lively and jocund to be∣hold himself Knighted, as his very horse gyrts were ready to burst for joy: but calling to memory the Counsels that his Hoste had given him, touching the most needfull implements that hee was ever to ca∣ry about him, of money and clean shirts, hee determined to returne to his House, and to provide himself of them, and also of a Squire: making account to entertain a certain labourer, his neighbour, who was poore and had children, but yet one very fit for this purpose and Squirely function, belonging to Knighthood. With this determination hee turned Rozinante towards the way of his owne Village, who knowing, in a manner, his will, began to trot on with so good a pace, as hee seemed not to touch the ground. Hee had not travelled far, when he thought that hee heard certain weake and delicate cries, like to those of one that complained, to issue out from the thickest of a Wood that stood on the right hand. And scarce had hee heard them when hee said:
I render infinite thanks to heaven for the favour it doth mee, by proferring mee so soone occasion wherein I may accomplish the duty of my professi∣on, and gather the fruits of my good desires: these Plaints doubtlesly bee of some di∣stressed man or woman, who needeth my favour and ayd.Then turning the reynes, hee guided Rozinante towards the place from whence hee thought the complaints sally∣ed; and within a few paces after he had entred into the thicket, hee saw a Mare tyed unto an Holme Oake, and to another was tyed a young youth all naked from the mid∣dle upward, of about the age of fifteen yeeres, and was hee that cried so pittifully: and not without cause, for a certain Countryman of comly personage did whip him with a gyrdle, and accompanied every blow with a reprehension and counsell, for hee said; The tongue must peace, and the Eyes bee warie: and the boy answered I will never do it again, good Master; for the passion of God, I will never doe it again. And I pro∣mise to have more care of your things from henceforth.
But Don-Quixote viewing all that passed, said with an angry voice:
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