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don ixote, hearg it, said, &ot;what noise is that, sancho?&ot;

&ot;i don&039;t know, senor,&ot; said he; &ot;it t be thg new, foradventures and isadventures never beg with a trifle&ot; once orehe tried his ck, and sueeded well, that without any furthernoise or disturbance he found hiself relieved of the burden thathad given hi uch disfort but as don ixote&039;s sense ofsll was as acute as his hearg, and as sancho was closely lkedwith hi that the f rose alost a straight le, it uld notbe but that should reach his nose, and as on as they did heca to its relief by pressg it beeen his frs, sayg a rather snuffg tone, &ot;sancho, it strikes thou art greatfear&ot;

&ot;i a,&ot; answered sancho; &ot;but how does your worship perceive itnow ore than ever?&ot;

&ot;becae jt now thou sllest stronr than ever, and not ofabergris,&ot; answered don ixote

&ot;very likely,&ot; said sancho, &ot;but that&039;s not y fault, but yourworship&039;s, for leadg about at unseanable hours and at suchunwonted paces&ot;

&ot;then go back three or four, y friend,&ot; said don ixote, all theti with his frs to his nose; &ot;and for the future pay oreattention to thy pern and to what thou owest to e; for it is ygreat failiarity with thee that has bred this ntept&ot;

&ot;i&039;ll bet,&ot; replied sancho, &ot;that your worship thks i have dohg i ought not with y pern&ot;

&ot;it akes it worse to stir it, friend sancho,&ot; returned don ixote

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