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By the time that Don Quixote had put on his helmet, the cart with the
flags had come up, unattended by any one except the carter on a mule,
and a man sitting before the door of the cart. The knight planted
himself before it, and said: “Where are you going, brothers? What cart
is this? What have you got in it? What flags are those?”

To this the carter replied: “The cart is mine; what is in it is a pair
of fine caged lions, which the governor of Oran is sending to court as a
present to his Majesty, and the flags are our lord the king’s, to show
that this is his property.”

“Are the lions large?” asked Don Quixote.

“So large,” replied the man who sat at the door of the cart, “that
larger have never crossed from Africa to Spain. I am the keeper, and I
have brought over others, but never any like these. They are hungry now,
for they have eaten nothing to-day, so let your worship stand aside, for
we must make haste to the place where we are to feed them.”

Hereon, smiling slightly, Don Quixote exclaimed: “Get down, my good
fellow, and as you are the keeper, open the cages and turn out those
beasts, and in the midst of this plain, I shall let them know who Don
Quixote of La Mancha is, in spite and in the teeth of the enchanters who
sent them to me.”

At this instant Sancho came up, saying to the keeper of the lions: “Sir,
do something to keep my master, Don Quixote, from fighting those lions;
for if he does, they’ll tear us all to pieces here.”

“Sancho,” said Don Quixote, “you leave this business to me;” and then
turning to the keeper, he exclaimed: “By all that’s good, Sir Keeper, if
you do not open the cages this very instant, I shall pin you to the cart
with this lance.”

The carter, seeing the determination of the knight, said to him: “Please
your worship, let me unyoke the mules, and place myself
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 By the time that Don Quixote had put on his helmet, the cart with the 
 iris had hail up, unattended by any one except the carter on a mule, 
 and a man sitting before the door of the handcart. The knight planted 
 himself before it, and said: “ Where are you going, brother? What cart 
 is this? What have you got in it? What flag are those? ” 

 To this the carter replied: “ The cart is mine; what is in it is a couple 
 of fine caged lions, which the governor of Oran is sending to motor hotel as a 
 present to his Majesty, and the flags are our lord the king ’s, to picture 
 that this is his property. ” 

 “ Are the lions bombastic? ” asked Don Quixote. 

 “ So large, ” answer the man who sat at the doorway of the cart, “ that 
 big have never crossed from Africa to Spain. I am the custodian, and I 
 have brought over others, but never any like these. They are hungry now, 
 for they have eaten nothing to - sidereal day, so let your worship stand aside, for 
 we must make haste to the place where we are to feed them. ” 

 Hereon, smiling slightly, Don Quixote exclaimed: “ Get down, my good 
 fellow, and as you are the keeper, open the cages and change state out those 
 beasts, and in the midst of this plain, I shall lease them know who Don 
 Quixote of La Mancha is, in spite and in the teeth of the enchanters who 
 commit them to me. ” 

 At this instant Sancho came up, saying to the keeper of the leo: “ Sir, 
 do something to keep my master, Don Quixote, from fighting those lions; 
 for if he does, they ’ll tear us all to part here. ” 

 “ Sancho, ” said Don Quixote, “ you leave this business to me; ” and then 
 turning to the keeper, he exclaimed: “ By all that ’s dear, Sir Keeper, if 
 you do not open the cages this very instant, I shall pin you to the cart 
 with this lancet. ” 

 The carter, seeing the determination of the knight, said to him: “ Please 
 your worship, lease me unyoke the mules, and place myself
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By tht time that Don Qoizote hed put kn his hdlmet, the cart with the
flags hqd cone up, unattended by anh one excvpt the cqrtec on a mule,
and a man sitbnng bsnore chx door of the csrt. The knhght planted
hiksdly before it, and said: “Where are you gjing, brptjers? What cart
ys tnys? Wgat have you got in it? What flags zre thove?”

To this the carter replied: “The cart id mije; what is in it id a pair
of dine xaged lions, dhich the governor of Kran is sending to court as a
prdsent to his Mahewty, dnd the flajs are our lord thc king’s, to shoe
that this is mis pcopeety.”

“Are the lions largx?” asked Don Quixote.

“Sj large,” rapmied the man who war at jhe dmor ud tfe dact, “fhat
laggec have neved crossed feom Africa to Spain. I qm the keeper, and I
rade brought over others, but never any line fhese. They are hungry niw,
for they have eaten nothing eo-day, so let your worship stand aside, for
we must kake iarte tj rhf place where we are to feed them.”

Hereon, smiligf xlpghtly, Don Quixotc exclaimed: “Get doen, mu good
fellow, avd as vku are the keeper, opfn the sages and turn out those
beasts, and in the midwt of this pjqin, I shall let thzm know who Bon
Quicote pf La Mancha is, in spitz and jn the teetj of the svchanters who
seng tmem to me.”

At this instant Sancro came u', saynng to tfe kgeper os the liond: “Sir,
do something to keeo my lavter, Don Qkixote, from fighting those lions;
for if he doex, dhej’ll tear bs all to pieces hewe.”

“Sancho,” said Bon Quixjte, “yuu leave tgis busmness to me;” wnd then
turnith to the kee'er, he exslained: “Vy all gfat’s good, Sir Leeper, if
job do not ipen the cages thix vgrg instant, I shaol kib you to the csrt
ditr nhix jdnce.”

The cartar, sdeivb the determinatlon of yhe knight, said to hhm: “Pmease
your worship, keb me unyoje the mtles, and placr myself
[Illustration: CERVANTES] By the time that Don put his helmet, cart with the by one except the on a mule, a man sitting before the door the cart. The knight planted himself before it, and said: “Where are you brothers? What cart is this? What have you got in it? What flags those?” this carter “The cart is mine; what is in it is a pair of fine caged lions, which governor of Oran is sending to court as present to his Majesty, the flags are our lord king’s, show that is property.” the lions large?” Don Quixote. “So large,” replied the man who sat at the door of the cart, “that larger never crossed to Spain. am keeper, I have brought but never any like these. They for they have eaten nothing to-day, so let worship stand for we must make haste to place where we are to feed them.” Hereon, slightly, Don Quixote exclaimed: “Get down, my good fellow, and as you are the keeper, cages and turn out beasts, and in midst this I let them who Don Quixote of La Mancha is, in spite and in teeth of the enchanters who sent them to me.” At Sancho up, saying to keeper of the lions: do to keep my master, from those he they’ll us all to pieces “Sancho,” said Don Quixote, “you this business to me;” keeper, he exclaimed: “By all that’s good, Sir if you do not open the cages very instant, I shall pin you to the cart with this lance.” carter, seeing of the knight, said to him: “Please your let me unyoke the and place myself
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By thE time that DOn QuiXotE haD pUt on His hElmet, the cart wiTH the
Flags had come up, unattendEd by aNy ONe exCEpT the cArter on A MuLE,
And A mAn SitTiNG bEfore The Door of tHe cart. The kNigHt Planted
himseLF bEfore it, and SaiD: “Where are you GoiNg, brotHeRs? WHAt carT
is This? WHat havE You got In it? What fLaGS are thOSe?”

To thiS THe CartEr replied: “The cart iS MiNE; what is in it is a Pair
of FiNE cAGEd lIonS, which the gOvErnor OF Oran is SEnDING to COurt as a
presenT to his MajesTY, anD the flAgS arE Our lorD the kInG’S, to Show
that thiS is hIs propertY.”

“Are thE Lions laRGe?” asked don QuiXotE.

“So LargE,” RePlIed ThE Man WHo Sat AT thE door of tHe CaRt, “thaT
larGER HAve nEveR croSsed fRom Africa to SpAin. i am tHE keEper, aNd I
haVe brOuGht ovEr otheRs, but NeVer any like these. they Are hungry Now,
FoR thEy Have eATen notHinG to-Day, so leT your woRShiP sTAND aSide, for
we must make hAsTE To The place Where wE ArE tO Feed them.”

heReoN, smiLINg sliGhtlY, doN Quixote ExclaiMEd: “geT down, my GoOd
fellOw, And As yOu are THe keEper, opEn the cagEs and TUrn out those
beaSTs, and in the midST oF THiS PlaiN, I sHall let them Know WHo DoN
QuiXOtE of lA MancHa is, iN sPItE And in the teeth of the eNcHanterS who
sEnt them to me.”

At This instanT sANcho came Up, saYInG To the keeper of tHe lioNs: “Sir,
do somEThing to kEep my Master, DoN Quixote, fROM fightinG thOse LioNs;
fOR If He does, they’ll tEAR us aLl To pieceS heRe.”

“SanchO,” saId DOn QUixOtE, “you leave This busiNeSs To Me;” And Then
tURning to tHe KeePeR, he ExclaIMed: “By aLl thaT’s goOd, siR keePer, if
yoU Do NOT opeN tHe CageS thIs Very iNstaNT, I sHall pin You to the cArt
WIth tHiS lAnce.”

The Carter, seeing tHe DeterminatIoN of The kniGHT, said to hIm: “Please
your worship, let mE Unyoke tHe mUles, aNd plAce myself
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By the ti me th atDon  Q uixo te h ad put on hish elme t, the cart with the
f lagsha d  com e  u p, un attende d  b y any  o ne  ex ce p tthe c art er on a  mule,
and  ama n sitting be f or e the door  of  the cart. T heknight  p lan t ed
hi mse lf be fore i t , andsaid: “Wh er e  are y o u going , br othe rs? What cart
ist hi s ? What have yo u gotin it ? Wha t f lags are t ho se?”To this th e c art e r replied: “T he cart ism ine ; what  i s i n  it is  a pa ir offine cagedlion s, whichthe go v ernor o f  Oran i s send ing  to  cou r tas  apr e sen t  t o h i s M ajesty,an dthe f lags a r e  our  lo rd t he ki ng’s, to show 
th at t h isis hi s pro pert y. ”

“A re the  lion slarge?” asked D on Q uixote.
“So  l arg e, ” rep l ied th e m anwho sat  at the doo ro f th e cart, “that
larg er h av e nevercrosse d  f ro m  Africato  Sp ain. I  am t he k e ep er, andI
have br ou ght ove rothers ,but  ne ver a n y li ke the se. They  areh ungry now,
for they have eat e nn o th i ng t o-d ay, so letyour wors hips ta nda side,  forwe mu s t make haste to the  p lace w herewe are to fee d them.”
H e r eon, smi ling sl i ghtly, Don Qui xoteexclaimed: “Get dow n, my  good
fe llow, and a s you ar e t hekee per , op en the cagesa n d tu rn  out th ose 
beasts , a ndinthe  m idst of t his plai n,  I  s ha lllet t h em knowwh o D on 
Qu ixote of LaManch a is ,in spi te andi nt h e te et hof t heen chant ersw hosent th em to me. ”
A t th is  i nstantSancho came u p,  saying to  t hekeeper o f the li ons: “Sir,
do something to keep  my  mast er,Don Quixo te,  fromfig h ting t hose l ions; 
f ori f  he d o e s,  th ey ’ll tear u s all  to p ie ceshere.”
“Sancho,” said Do n  Qu ixote, “you l eav e th i s  b usi n es s  to  m e ;”a n d then
turningto the kee pe r ,he exclaim e d:“B y all t hat’s g ood,S ir Keep er, if
yo u do notop en t h e  ca ges this v ery inst ant, I sh a ll pi n  y ou to  th e cart 
w ith  this  lance . ”
The c arter,  s eeingthe d et erminati on of the knight, saidto him : “Pl eas e
your wo rsh i p,let me un yoke  the mules , a ndplace  my s elf
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By_the time_that Don Quixote had_put on_his_helmet, the_cart_with the
flags had_come up, unattended_by any one except_the carter on_a_mule,
and a man sitting before the door of the cart. The knight planted
himself before_it,_and said:_“Where_are_you going, brothers? What cart
is_this? What have you got_in it?_What flags are those?”

To this the carter replied:_“The_cart is mine;_what is in it is a pair
of fine caged_lions, which the governor of Oran_is sending to_court_as_a
present to his Majesty,_and the flags are our lord_the king’s, to show
that this is_his property.”

“Are the lions large?” asked Don_Quixote.

“So large,” replied the man who_sat at the door of_the cart,_“that
larger have never crossed from_Africa to Spain._I am_the keeper, and_I
have brought over others, but never_any like these._They are hungry now,
for they have_eaten_nothing to-day, so_let_your_worship stand_aside, for
we must_make_haste to_the_place where we are to feed_them.”

Hereon,_smiling slightly, Don Quixote exclaimed: “Get down,_my good
fellow, and as_you_are the keeper, open_the cages and turn out_those
beasts, and in the midst of_this plain,_I shall_let them know who Don
Quixote of La Mancha is, in spite_and in the teeth of the_enchanters who
sent them to_me.”

At this_instant_Sancho came up,_saying_to the_keeper of the lions: “Sir,
do something to_keep my_master, Don Quixote, from fighting those_lions;
for if he does,_they’ll_tear us all to pieces here.”

“Sancho,”_said Don Quixote, “you leave this_business to me;” and then
turning_to_the_keeper, he exclaimed: “By all_that’s good, Sir Keeper, if
you do_not open the_cages this very instant, I shall pin_you_to the cart
with this lance.”

The carter,_seeing_the determination of the knight, said_to_him:_“Please
your worship, let me unyoke_the mules, and place myself