Stories from Don Quixote . en wrench almost tore his arm from the socket, and,struggle and strain as he might, he could not alter hisposition a hairs-breadth. In this fearful situation hebegan to roar and bellow like a mad bull ; and Maritornes,who was awakened by the uproar, ran at once to the loft,and loosed the cord. Almost at the same moment thelandlord flung open the door, and entered the yard, justin time to see Don Quixote drop to the ground. The undaunted warrior no sooner found himself atliberty than he leapt into the saddle, set his lance in rest,and having ridden to the other end of
Stories from Don Quixote . en wrench almost tore his arm from the socket, and,struggle and strain as he might, he could not alter hisposition a hairs-breadth. In this fearful situation hebegan to roar and bellow like a mad bull ; and Maritornes,who was awakened by the uproar, ran at once to the loft,and loosed the cord. Almost at the same moment thelandlord flung open the door, and entered the yard, justin time to see Don Quixote drop to the ground. The undaunted warrior no sooner found himself atliberty than he leapt into the saddle, set his lance in rest,and having ridden to the other end of the field, to getspace for his career, came back at a hard gallop, shoutingas he drew near: Whoever asserts that I have beenrightly and justly enchanted, is a liar, and, with permissionof my lady, the Princess Micomicona, I here defy him andchallenge him to single combat. As no one was found to answer his challenge, DonQuixote dismounted, and called Sancho to take Rozinanteto the stable; but the worthy squire was too much. He was left suspended 124 Further Adventures at the Inn 125 occupied with his own concerns to obey the summons,being engaged in a violent dispute with a new comer,who had just arrived at the inn. This man was thebarber from whom Don Quixote had taken the helmet ofMambrino; and as he entered the stable, to put up hisass, he saw Sancho, who was mending some part of hisasss furniture, and recognising him at once as the thiefwho had robbed him of his new saddle and bridle, herushed at him, crying : Ah ! rascal, I have caught youat last! Give me back my basin, and all the trappingswhich you stole from me. So saying, he seized hold ofthe saddle, which Sancho clung fast to with one hand,while with the other he dealt the barber a cuff which madehis teeth rattle. Help ! cried the barber ; I am beingrobbed and murdered. You lie, answered Sancho ; what I have taken is lawful spoil of war, won by mymaster, Don Quixote. By this time most of the people of the inn had gath
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