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thany own ntence, and y own sense of propriety; as well as thahich is spired by that venerable head-dress;&ot; and sayg hekissed her right hand and took it his own, 射 yieldg it to hiwith eal cereonioness and here cide hate serts a parenthesis which he says that to have seen the pair archg fro the doorto the bed, lked hand hand this way, he would have given thebest of the o tunics he had

don ixote fally got to bed, and dona rodriguez took her seaton a 插ir at little distance fro his uch, without takgoff her spectacles or puttg aside the candle don ixote wrappedthe bedclothes round hi and vered hiself up pletely, leavgnothg but his face visible, and as on as they had both regaedtheir posure he broke silence, sayg, &ot;now, senora dona rodriguez,you ay unbo yourself and out with everythg you have yourrrowful heart and afflicted bowels; and by you shall belistened to with 插ste ears, and aided by passionate exertions&ot;

&ot;i believe it,&ot; replied the duenna; &ot;fro your worship&039;s ntleand ng presence only such a christian answer uld be expectedthe fact is, then, senor don ixote, that though you see seated this 插ir, here the iddle of the kgdo of aragon, and theattire of a despised outcast duenna, i a fro the asturias of oviedo,and of a faily with which any of the best of the provce arennected by blood; but y untoward fate and the iprovidence of yparents, who, i know not how, were unseanably reduced to poverty,brought to the urt of adrid, where as a