Page [unnumbered]
CHAP. LV.
Of matters that befell Sancho by the way, and others the best in the World.
SANCHO'S long stay with Ricote was the cause that hee reached not that day to the Dukes Castle, though hee came within half a league of it, where the night took him, somewhat dark and close but being Summer time, it troubled him not much, and therefore hee went out of the way, purposing to rest till the morning: but as ill luck would have it, seeking a place where he might best ac∣commodate himself, hee and Dapple fell into a most dark and deep pit, which was amongst certain ruinous buildings; and as he was falling, hee recommended himself withall his heart to God, thinking hee should not stop till hee came to Hell, but it fell out otherwise; for within a little more then three fathoms length, Dapple felt ground, and hee sate still upon him without any hurt or dammage received.
Hee felt all his body over, and held in his breath to see if hee were sound or pierced any where: but seeing himself well and whole, and in catholike health, hee thought hee could never praise God sufficiently for the favour he had done him: for hee thought verily hee had been beaten into a thousand pieces: hee went likewise groping with his hands about the walls of the pit, to see if it were possible to get out without help; but hee found them all smooth, without any place to lay hold on, which grieved him very much, especially when he heard Dapple cry out tenderly and dolefully, and no marvell: for it was not for wantonnes, he saw himself in a pittifull taking.
Alas (quoth Sancho then ••) and what sodain and unthought of accidents befall men that live in this miserable world? who would have supposed that hee, who yesterday saw himself inthronized Governour of an Island, commanding Servants and Vassals, should to day be buried in a Pit, without any bodies help, without Servant or Vassall comming to succour him?
Here I and my Asse are like to perish with hunger, if so bee that first wee dye not; hee with his bruise, I with grief and anguish: at least I shall not bee so happie as my Master Don-Quixote was when hee descended and went down into that enchanted Cave of Montesinos, where hee found better welcome then if hee had been at his own house; and it seemed hee found the cloth ready layd, and his bed made; there saw hee goodly and pleasant Visions: and here (I beleeve) I shall see nothing but Toads and Snakes: unfortuuate that I am; what is my madnesse and folly come to? My bones will be fetcht out from hence (when it shall please Heaven that I am found) white and smooth, the flesh pickt off, and my trustie Dapples with them; whereupon peradven∣ture it shall bee known who wee are, at least by those that shall take notice that Sancho and the Asse never parted, nor the Asse from Sancho. Again, I say, Unhappy we! our ill fortune would not that wee should dye in our Country and amongst our friends, where, though our misfortune had found no redresse; yet wee should not have wanted pittie, and at last gasp we should have had our eyes closed. Oh companion mine and friend! how ill have I rewarded thy honest service? Pardon me; and desire Fortune in the best manner thou canst, to deliver us from this miserable toyle in which wee are both put; and I here promise to set a Crown of Lawrel on thy head, that thou shalt look like a Poet Lawreat; and I will double thy Provander allowance.
Thus Sancho lamented, and his Asse hearkned to him, without answering a word; such was the strait and anguish in which the poor Scab found himself.
Finally, having passed over the whole night in complaints and lamentations, the day