don quixote(堂·吉珂德)-第120章
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time; and were dying to know who this man; so different from
ordinary men; could be。 Don Quixote saluted them; and after
ascertaining that their road was the same as his; made them an offer
of his company; and begged them to slacken their pace; as their
young asses travelled faster than his horse; and then; to gratify
them; he told them in a few words who he was and the calling and
profession he followed; which was that of a knight…errant seeking
adventures in all parts of the world。 He informed them that his own
name was Don Quixote of La Mancha; and that he was called; by way of
surname; the Knight of the Lions。
All this was Greek or gibberish to the peasants; but not so to the
students; who very soon perceived the crack in Don Quixote's pate; for
all that; however; they regarded him with admiration and respect;
and one of them said to him; 〃If you; sir knight; have no fixed
road; as it is the way with those who seek adventures not to have any;
let your worship come with us; you will see one of the finest and
richest weddings that up to this day have ever been celebrated in La
Mancha; or for many a league round。〃
Don Quixote asked him if it was some prince's; that he spoke of it
in this way。 〃Not at all;〃 said the student; 〃it is the wedding of a
farmer and a farmer's daughter; he the richest in all this country;
and she the fairest mortal ever set eyes on。 The display with which it
is to be attended will be something rare and out of the common; for it
will be celebrated in a meadow adjoining the town of the bride; who is
called; par excellence; Quiteria the fair; as the bridegroom is called
Camacho the rich。 She is eighteen; and he twenty…two; and they are
fairly matched; though some knowing ones; who have all the pedigrees
in the world by heart; will have it that the family of the fair
Quiteria is better than Camacho's; but no one minds that now…a…days;
for wealth can solder a great many flaws。 At any rate; Camacho is
free…handed; and it is his fancy to screen the whole meadow with
boughs and cover it in overhead; so that the sun will have hard work
if he tries to get in to reach the grass that covers the soil。 He
has provided dancers too; not only sword but also bell…dancers; for in
his own town there are those who ring the changes and jingle the bells
to perfection; of shoe…dancers I say nothing; for of them he has
engaged a host。 But none of these things; nor of the many others I
have omitted to mention; will do more to make this a memorable wedding
than the part which I suspect the despairing Basilio will play in
it。 This Basilio is a youth of the same village as Quiteria; and he
lived in the house next door to that of her parents; of which
circumstance Love took advantage to reproduce to the word the
long…forgotten loves of Pyramus and Thisbe; for Basilio loved Quiteria
from his earliest years; and she responded to his passion with
countless modest proofs of affection; so that the loves of the two
children; Basilio and Quiteria; were the talk and the amusement of the
town。 As they grew up; the father of Quiteria made up his mind to
refuse Basilio his wonted freedom of access to the house; and to
relieve himself of constant doubts and suspicions; he arranged a match
for his daughter with the rich Camacho; as he did not approve of
marrying her to Basilio; who had not so large a share of the gifts
of fortune as of nature; for if the truth be told ungrudgingly; he
is the most agile youth we know; a mighty thrower of the bar; a
first…rate wrestler; and a great ball…player; he runs like a deer; and
leaps better than a goat; bowls over the nine…pins as if by magic;
sings like a lark; plays the guitar so as to make it speak; and; above
all; handles a sword as well as the best。〃
〃For that excellence alone;〃 said Don Quixote at this; 〃the youth
deserves to marry; not merely the fair Quiteria; but Queen Guinevere
herself; were she alive now; in spite of Launcelot and all who would
try to prevent it。〃
〃Say that to my wife;〃 said Sancho; who had until now listened in
silence; 〃for she won't hear of anything but each one marrying his
equal; holding with the proverb 'each ewe to her like。' What I would
like is that this good Basilio (for I am beginning to take a fancy
to him already) should marry this lady Quiteria; and a blessing and
good luck… I meant to say the opposite… on people who would prevent
those who love one another from marrying。〃
〃If all those who love one another were to marry;〃 said Don Quixote;
〃it would deprive parents of the right to choose; and marry their
children to the proper person and at the proper time; and if it was
left to daughters to choose husbands as they pleased; one would be for
choosing her father's servant; and another; some one she has seen
passing in the street and fancies gallant and dashing; though he may
be a drunken bully; for love and fancy easily blind the eyes of the
judgment; so much wanted in choosing one's way of life; and the
matrimonial choice is very liable to error; and it needs great caution
and the special favour of heaven to make it a good one。 He who has
to make a long journey; will; if he is wise; look out for some
trusty and pleasant companion to accompany him before he sets out。
Why; then; should not he do the same who has to make the whole journey
of life down to the final halting…place of death; more especially when
the companion has to be his companion in bed; at board; and
everywhere; as the wife is to her husband? The companionship of
one's wife is no article of merchandise; that; after it has been
bought; may be returned; or bartered; or changed; for it is an
inseparable accident that lasts as long as life lasts; it is a noose
that; once you put it round your neck; turns into a Gordian knot;
which; if the scythe of Death does not cut it; there is no untying。
I could say a great deal more on this subject; were I not prevented by
the anxiety I feel to know if the senor licentiate has anything more
to tell about the story of Basilio。〃
To this the student; bachelor; or; as Don Quixote called him;
licentiate; replied; 〃I have nothing whatever to say further; but that
from the moment Basilio learned that the fair Quiteria was to be
married to Camacho the rich; he has never been seen to smile; or heard
to utter rational word; and he always goes about moody and dejected;
talking to himself in a way that shows plainly he is out of his
senses。 He eats little and sleeps little; and all he eats is fruit;
and when he sleeps; if he sleeps at all; it is in the field on the
hard earth like a brute beast。 Sometimes he gazes at the sky; at other
times he fixes his eyes on the earth in such an abstracted way that he
might be taken for a clothed statue; with its drapery stirred by the
wind。 In short; he shows such signs of a heart crushed by suffering;
that all we who know him believe that when to…morrow the fair Quiteria
says 'yes;' it will be his sentence of death。〃
〃God will guide it better;〃 said Sancho; 〃for God who gives the
wound gives the salve; nobody knows what will happen; there are a good
many hours between this and to…morrow; and any one of them; or any
moment; the house may fall; I have seen the rain coming down and the
sun shining all at one time; many a one goes to bed in good health who
can't stir the next day。 And tell me; is there anyone who can boast of
having driven a nail into the wheel of fortune? No; faith; and between
a woman's 'yes' and 'no' I wouldn't venture to put the point of a pin;
for there would not be room for it; if you tell me Quiteria loves
Basilio heart and soul; then I'll give him a bag of good luck; for
love; I have heard say; looks through spectacles that make copper seem
gold; poverty wealth; and blear eyes pearls。〃
〃What art thou driving at; Sancho? curses on thee!〃 said Don
Quixote; 〃for when thou takest to stringing proverbs and sayings
together; no one can understand thee but Judas himself; and I wish
he had thee。 Tell me; thou animal; what dost thou know about nails
or wheels; or anything else?〃
〃Oh; if you don't understand me;〃 replied Sancho; 〃it is no wonder
my words are taken for nonsense; but no matter; I understand myself;
and I know I have not said anything very foolish in what I have
said; only your worship; senor; is always gravelling at everything I
say; nay; everything I do。〃
〃Cavilling; not gravelling;〃 said Don Quixote; 〃thou prevaricator of
honest language; God confound thee!〃
〃Don't find fault with me; your worship;〃 returned Sancho; 〃for
you know I have not been bred up at court or trained at Salamanca;
to know whether I am adding or dropping a letter or so in my words。
Why! God bless me; it's not fair to force a Sayago…man to speak like a
Toledan; maybe there are Toledans who do not hit it off when it
comes to polished talk。〃
〃That is true;〃 said the licentiate; 〃for those who have been bred
up in the Tanneries and the Zocodover cannot talk like those who are
almost all day pacing the cathedral cloisters; and yet they are all
Toledans。 Pure; correct; elegant and lucid language will be met with
in men of courtly breeding and discrimination; though they may have
been born in Majalahonda; I say of discrimination; because there are
many who are not so; and discrimination is the grammar of good
language; if it be accompanied by practice。 I; sirs; for my sins
have studied canon law at Salamanca; and I rather pique myself on
expressing my meaning in clear; plain; and intelligible language。〃
〃If you did not pique yourself more on your dexterity with those
foils you carry than on dexterity of tongue;〃 said the other
student; 〃you would have been head of the degrees; where you are now
tail。〃
〃Look here; bachelor Corchuelo;〃 returned the licentiate; 〃you
have the most mistaken idea in the world about skill with the sword;
if you think it useless。〃
〃It is no idea on my part; but an established truth;〃 replied
Corchuelo; 〃and if you wish me to prove it to you by experiment; you
have swords there; and it is a good opportunity; I have a steady
hand and a strong arm; and these joined with my resolution; which is
not small; will make you confess that I am not mistaken。 Dismount
and put in practice your positions and circles and angles and science;
for I hope to make you see stars at noonday with my rude raw
swordsmanship; in which; next to God; I place my trust that the man is
yet to be born who will make me turn my back; and that there is not
one in the world I will not compel to give ground。〃
〃As to whether you turn your back or not; I do not concern
myself;〃 replied the master of fence; 〃though it might be that your
grave would be dug on the spot where you planted your foot the first
time; I mean that you would be stretched dead there for despising
skill with the sword。〃
〃We shall soon see;〃 replied Corchuelo; and getting off his ass
briskly; he drew out furiously one of the swords the licentiate
carried on his beast。
〃It must not be that way;〃 said Don Quixote at this point; 〃I will
be the director of this fencing match; and judge of this often
disputed question;〃 and dismounting from Rocinante and grasping his
lance; he planted himself in the middle o