seeing thou hast right on thy side: And though Tosilus saw Don-Quixote
come toward him, yet hee moved not a whit from his place, but rather aloude
called the Master of the Lists, who comming to see what hee would have, To∣silos
said.
Sir, doth not this Battell consist in my marrying or not marrying with that Gen∣tlewoman?
Yes, it was answered him. Well then (quoth the Lackey) I am scru∣pulous
of Conscience, which would much be burthened if this Battell should proceede:
And therefore I say, I yeeld my self vanquished, and will marry this Gentlewoman
presently.
The Master of the Lists wondred at Tosilos reasons; and as he was one of those that
knew of the contriving that businesse, could not answere him a word.
Don-Quixote stopped in the middest of his Careere, seeing his Enemy met
not.
The Duke knew nothing why the Combat should not goe forward; but the Master
of the Lists went to tell him what Tosilos said, at which he was in suspence, and extrem∣ly
chollerick.
Whilest this happened, Tosilos came where Donna Rodriguez was, and cried a∣loude,
Mistresse, I will marry your Daughter, and therefore will never strive for
that with Suites and Contentions, which I may have Peaceably, and without danger of
Death.
The valorous Don-Quixote heard this, and said; Seeing 'tis so and that I am loosed and
free from my promise, let them marry on Gods name, and since God hath given her
him, S. Peter blesse her.
The Duke now came down into the Place, and coming to Tosilos said; Is it true,
Knight, that you yield your selfe vanquished, and that instigated by your timorous Con∣science,
you will marry that Maid? I Sir, quoth Tosilos.
He doth very well, quoth Sancho then, for that thou wouldst give the Mouse, give
the Cat, and he will free thee from trouble.
Tosilos began now to unlace his Helmet, and desired them to helpe him apace, for his
spirits and his breath failed him, and he could not endure to see himselfe so long shut up
in that norrow Chamber. They undid it apace, and now the Lackies face was plainly dis∣covered.
Which when Donna Rrdriguez and her Daughter saw, they cryed out saying;
This is coozenage, this is coozenage: They have put Tosilos my Lord the Dukes Lackey
in stead of our true Husband: Justice from God and the King, for such malice, not
to say, villany.
Grieve not your selves Ladies, quoth Don-Quixote; for this is neyther malice nor
villany, and if it bee, the Duke is not in fault, but vilde Enchanters that persecute mee;
who envying that I should get the glory of this Conquest, have converted the face of
your Husband into this, which you say is the Dukes Lackey: take my Councell, and in
spight of the malice of my Enemies, marry him, for doubtlesse, tis he that you desire to
have to Husband.
The Duke that heard this, was ready to burst all his choller into laughter, and said;
The things that happen to Signior Don-Quixote are so extraordinary, that it makes mee
beleeve this is not my Lackey; but let us use this sleight and device, let us defer the mar∣riage
only one fifteen dayes, and keep this personage that holds us in doubt, locked up,
in which perhaps he will return to his pristine shape; for the rancor that Enchanters
beare Signior Don-Quixote, will not laste so long, they gayning so little by these coze∣nages
and transformations they use.
O Sir, quoth Sancho, these wicked Elves doe usually change one thing into another
in my Masters affaires: not long since they changed a Knight hee conquered, called
The Knight of the Looking-glasses, into the shape of the Bachelor Samson Carrasco,
borne in our town, and our speciall friend, and they turned my Mistrisse Dulcinea del
Toboso
into a Rustick Clowne: and so I imagine this Lackie will live and die so, all daies
of his life.
To which (quoth Rodriguez Daughter) let him bee who hee will that demands
mee to Wife (I thanke him) I had rather bee lawfull wife to a Lackey, then a