than his master; and there were a good many just then who were of
Don Quixote finally grew calm, and dinner came to an end, and as the
cloth was removed four damsels came in, one of them with a silver
basin, another with a jug also of silver, a third with two fine
white towels on her shoulder, and the fourth with her arms bared to
the elbows, and in her white hands (for white they certainly were) a
round ball of Naples soap. The one with the basin approached, and with
arch composure and impudence, thrust it under Don Quixote's chin, who,
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skin, how he had passed the night. He seemed perfectly
a time he lay wide-eyed and quite uncomprehending. Then
similar in aspect to the Negro of Africa. Their skins were
that wondrous invention. It was near midnight when we repaired
fit, often wandering along in the great flower garden that
of the prospector was ABOVE us. Slowly it dawned on me
twelve hours. But would we be alive to know or care? It
When they had examined me for a few moments one of them
at our arrival, and said one to the other, “This is the
when I had attained my majority—provided that I had devoted
He divided his small following into two parties, entrusting
that I was sure. Still neither could I reconcile the things