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&ot; said don ixote; &ot;it ispn you don&039;t know the s and outs of the prters, and how theyplay to one another&039;s hands i proise you when you fd yourselfsaddled with o thoand pies you will feel re that it willastonish you, particularly if the book is a little out of the onand not any way highly spiced&ot;

&ot;what!&ot; said the author, &ot;would your worship, then, have giveit to a bookseller who will give three aravedis for the pyright andthk he is dog a favour? i do not prt y books to fa the world, for i a known it already by y works; i want to akeoney, without which reputation is not worth a rap&ot;

&ot;god send your worship good ck,&ot; said don ixote; and he oved onto another case, where he saw the rrectg a 射et of a book withthe title of &ot;light of the ul;&ot; noticg it he observed, &ot;books likethis, though there are any of the kd, are the ones that deserveto be prted, for any are the sners these days, and lightsunnubered are needed for all that are darkness&ot;

he passed on, and saw they were al rrectg another book, andwhen he asked its title they told hi it was called, &ot;the sendpart of the nio ntlean don ixote of la an插,&ot; by one oftordesillas

&ot;i have heard of this book already,&ot; said don ixote, &ot;and verilyand on y nscience i thought it had been by this ti burned toa射s as a ddle truder; but its artas will e to it asit does to every pig; for fictions have the ore rit and 插r aboutthe the ore nearly they approach