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Epilogue

Posted on 03. Aug, 2009 ·6

Epilogue “Look here!” exclaims one, “Has no one opened this cupboard in years?” “The room has been unoccupied for quite a while,” replies two, “I’ve only been ordered to move in and clear up today. See what’s in the cupboard.” She opens the rickety doors, grabs a packet of papers lying atop a pile of [...]

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Chapter VII

Posted on 03. Aug, 2009 ·0

Chapter VII Chapter in which the Reader will find that Which He can only find in the Perusal of it “Reality and fiction says your worship?” Sancho inquired. “Yes Sancho,” replied the knight, “for fiction is always the better, the nearer it resembles the truth.” “But what composition and distinction of status will thy new [...]

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Chapter VI

Posted on 03. Aug, 2009 ·1

Chapter VI Where the Sage Conversation between Don Quixote and Sancho Continues, With Other Debates Happily Recorded “May God in heaven or devil on earth keep thy wits intact!” exclaimed Sancho, “My master turned historian now. It would scarce astonish me if tomorrow you professed brick-laying. What experience hast thou of history and writing?” “O [...]

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Chapter V

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Chapter V Of what has been Recorded in History Without the Happening “But,” retorted Sancho, “what demon hath come upon your lordship that you attempt to secure fame that is already safely stored in your granary of possession through the history recorded by Mr. Moor Bean-and-Jelly? Did not Mr. Batchelor himself affirm that there are [...]

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Chapter IV

Posted on 03. Aug, 2009 ·0

Chapter IV Of Rozinante and Sancho’s Last Persual, with Other Diverting Accounts Scarce had Don Quixote finished his discourse that a tapping on the window reclaimed his attention. Turning around the knight and squire witnessed Rozinante, his ludicrous leanness and exaggerated, skeletal aspect now a little cushioned with flesh, his grizzled mane smoother and his [...]

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