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d have been only for toslay paris, and all these isfortunes would have been avoided&ot;

&ot;i&039;ll lay a bet,&ot; said sancho, &ot;that before long there won&039;t be atavern, roadside n, hostelry, or barber&039;s shop where the story ofour dogs won&039;t be pated up; but i&039;d like it pated by the hand ofa better pater than pated these&ot;

&ot;thou art right, sancho,&ot; said don ixote, &ot;for this pater islike orbaneja, a pater there was at ubeda, who when they asked hiwhat he was patg, ed to say, &039;whatever it ay turn out; and ifhe 插nced to pat a ck he would write under it, &039;this is ack,&039; for fear they ight thk it was a fox the pater orwriter, for it&039;s all the sa, who publi射d the history of this newdon ixote that has e out, t have been one of this rt ithk, sancho, for he pated or wrote &039;whatever it ight turn out;&039;or perhaps he is like a poet called auleon that was about the urt years ago, who ed to answer at haphazard whatever he was asked,and on one askg hi what deu de deo ant, he replied de dondediere but, puttg this aside, tell , sancho, hast thou a d tohave another turn at thyself to-night, and wouldst thou rather have itdoors or the open air?&ot;

&ot;egad, senor,&ot; said sancho, &ot;for what i&039; gog to give yself, ites all the sa to whether it is a hoe or the fields;still i&039;d like it to be aong trees; for i thk they are panyfor and help to bear y pa wonderfully&ot;

&ot;and yet it t not be, sancho y