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To this the veiled lady made no reply; all she did was to rise from her
seat, crossing her hands upon her bosom, bowing her head and bending her body
as a sign that she returned thanks. From her silence they concluded that she
must be a Moor and unable to speak a Christian tongue.
At this moment the captive came up, having been until now otherwise engaged,
and seeing that they all stood round his companion and that she made no reply
to what they addressed to her, he said, "Ladies, this damsel hardly
understands my language and can speak none but that of her own country, for
which reason she does not and cannot answer what has been asked of her."
"Nothing has been asked of her," returned Luscinda; "she has
only been offered our company for this evening and a share of the quarters we
occupy, where she shall be made as comfortable as the circumstances allow, with
the good-will we are bound to show all strangers that stand in need of it,
especially if it be a woman to whom the service is rendered."
"On her part and my own, senora," replied the captive, "I
kiss your hands, and I esteem highly, as I ought, the favour you have offered,
which, on such an occasion and coming from persons of your appearance, is, it
is plain to see, a very great one."
"Tell me, senor," said Dorothea, "is this lady a Christian or
a Moor? for her dress and her silence lead us to imagine that she is what we
could wish she was not."
"In dress and outwardly," said he, "she is a Moor, but at
heart she is a thoroughly good Christian, for she has the greatest desire to
become one."
"Then she has not been baptised?" returned Luscinda.
"There has been no opportunity for that," replied the captive,
"since she left Algiers, her native country and home; and up to the
present she has not found herself in any such imminent danger of death as to
make it necessary to baptise her before she has been instructed in all the
ceremonies our holy mother Church ordains; but, please God, ere long she shall
be baptised with the solemnity befitting her which is higher than her dress or
mine indicates."
By these words he excited a desire in all who heard him, to know who the
Moorish lady and the captive were, but no one liked to ask just then, seeing
that it was a fitter moment for helping them to rest themselves than for
questioning them about their lives. Dorothea took the Moorish lady by the hand
and leading her to a seat beside herself, requested her to remove her veil. She
looked at the captive as if to ask him what they meant and what she was to do.
He said to her in Arabic that they asked her to take off her veil, and
thereupon she removed it and disclosed a countenance so lovely, that to
Dorothea she seemed more beautiful than Luscinda, and to Luscinda more
beautiful than Dorothea, and all the bystanders felt that if any beauty could
compare with theirs it was the Moorish lady's, and there were even those who
were inclined to give it somewhat the preference. And as it is the privilege
and charm of beauty to win the heart and secure good-will, all forthwith became
eager to show kindness and attention to the lovely Moor.
Don Fernando asked the captive what her name was, and he replied that it was
Lela Zoraida; but the instant she heard him, she guessed what the Christian had
asked, and said hastily, with some displeasure and energy, "No, not
Zoraida; Maria, Maria!" giving them to understand that she was called
"Maria" and not "Zoraida." These words, and the touching
earnestness with which she uttered them, drew more than one tear from some of
the listeners, particularly the women, who are by nature tender-hearted and
compassionate. Luscinda embraced her affectionately, saying, "Yes, yes,
Maria, Maria," to which the Moor replied, "Yes, yes, Maria; Zoraida
macange," which means "not Zoraida."
Night was now approaching, and by the orders of those who accompanied Don
Fernando the landlord had taken care and pains to prepare for them the best
supper that was in his power. The hour therefore having arrived they all took
their seats at a long table like a refectory one, for round or square table
there was none in the inn, and the seat of honour at the head of it, though he
was for refusing it, they assigned to Don Quixote, who desired the lady
Micomicona to place herself by his side, as he was her protector. Luscinda and
Zoraida took their places next her, opposite to them were Don Fernando and
Cardenio, and next the captive and the other gentlemen, and by the side of the
ladies, the curate and the barber. And so they supped in high enjoyment, which
was increased when they observed Don Quixote leave off eating, and, moved by an
impulse like that which made him deliver himself at such length when he supped
with the goatherds, begin to address them:
"Verily, gentlemen, if we reflect upon it, great and marvellous are the
things they see, who make profession of the order of knight-errantry. Say, what
being is there in this world, who entering the gate of this castle at this
moment, and seeing us as we are here, would suppose or imagine us to be what we
are? Who would say that this lady who is beside me was the great queen that we
all know her to be, or that I am that Knight of the Rueful Countenance,
trumpeted far and wide by the mouth of Fame? Now, there can be no doubt that
this art and calling surpasses all those that mankind has invented, and is the
more deserving of being held in honour in proportion as it is the more exposed
to peril. Away with those who assert that letters have the preeminence over
arms; I will tell them, whosoever they may be, that they know not what they
say. For the reason which such persons commonly assign, and upon which they
chiefly rest, is, that the labours of the mind are greater than those of the
body, and that arms give employment to the body alone; as if the calling were a
porter's trade, for which nothing more is required than sturdy strength; or as
if, in what we who profess them call arms, there were not included acts of
vigour for the execution of which high intelligence is requisite; or as if the
soul of the warrior, when he has an army, or the defence of a city under his
care, did not exert itself as much by mind as by body. Nay; see whether by
bodily strength it be possible to learn or divine the intentions of the enemy,
his plans, stratagems, or obstacles, or to ward off impending mischief; for all
these are the work of the mind, and in them the body has no share whatever.
Since, therefore, arms have need of the mind, as much as letters, let us see
now which of the two minds, that of the man of letters or that of the warrior,
has most to do; and this will be seen by the end and goal that each seeks to
attain; for that purpose is the more estimable which has for its aim the nobler
object. The end and goal of letters- I am not speaking now of divine letters,
the aim of which is to raise and direct the soul to Heaven; for with an end so
infinite no other can be compared- I speak of human letters, the end of which
is to establish distributive justice, give to every man that which is his, and
see and take care that good laws are observed: an end undoubtedly noble, lofty,
and deserving of high praise, but not such as should be given to that sought by
arms, which have for their end and object peace, the greatest boon that men can
desire in this life. The first good news the world and mankind received was
that which the angels announced on the night that was our day, when they sang
in the air, 'Glory to God in the highest, and peace on earth to men of
good-will;' and the salutation which the great Master of heaven and earth taught
his disciples and chosen followers when they entered any house, was to say,
'Peace be on this house;' and many other times he said to them, 'My peace I
give unto you, my peace I leave you, peace be with you;' a jewel and a precious
gift given and left by such a hand: a jewel without which there can be no
happiness either on earth or in heaven. This peace is the true end of war; and
war is only another name for arms. This, then, being admitted, that the end of
war is peace, and that so far it has the advantage of the end of letters, let
us turn to the bodily labours of the man of letters, and those of him who
follows the profession of arms, and see which are the greater."
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