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the labour these good n are at all day doesnot allow the to spend the night sgg&ot;

&ot;i understand thee, sancho,&ot; replied don ixote; &ot;i perceiveclearly that those visits to the e-sk deand pensation sleep rather than ic&ot;

&ot;it&039;s sweet to all, blessed be god,&ot; said sancho

&ot;i do not deny it,&ot; replied don ixote; &ot;but settle thyself wherethou wilt; those of y callg are ore begly eployed watchg than sleepg; still it would be as well if thou wert todress this ear for aga, for it is givg ore pa than itneed&ot;

sancho did as he bade hi, but one of the goatherds, seeg thewound, told hi not to be uneasy, as he would apply a redy withwhich it would be on healed; and gatherg leaves ofroseary, of which there was a great antity there, he chewed theand ixed the with a little salt, and applyg the to the ear hesecured the firly with a banda, assurg hi that no othertreatnt would be reired, and it proved

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of what a goatherd related to those with don ixote

jt then another young an, one of those who fetched theirprovisions fro the villa, ca up and said, &ot;do you know what isgog on the villa, rades?&ot;

&ot;how uld we know it?&ot; replied one of the

&ot;well, then, you t know,&ot; ntued the young an, &ot;thirng that fao student-射pherd called chrysto died, and it isruoured that he died of love for that devil of a villa girl thedaughter of guillero the rich, 射 that wanders about the wold射re