Don Quixote - Part I - Page 222/400

While the curate was speaking, the disguised damsel stood as if

spell-bound, looking at them without opening her lips or uttering a word,

just like a village rustic to whom something strange that he has never

seen before has been suddenly shown; but on the curate addressing some

further words to the same effect to her, sighing deeply she broke silence

and said:

"Since the solitude of these mountains has been unable to conceal me, and

the escape of my dishevelled tresses will not allow my tongue to deal in

falsehoods, it would be idle for me now to make any further pretence of

what, if you were to believe me, you would believe more out of courtesy

than for any other reason. This being so, I say I thank you, sirs, for

the offer you have made me, which places me under the obligation of

complying with the request you have made of me; though I fear the account

I shall give you of my misfortunes will excite in you as much concern as

compassion, for you will be unable to suggest anything to remedy them or

any consolation to alleviate them. However, that my honour may not be

left a matter of doubt in your minds, now that you have discovered me to

be a woman, and see that I am young, alone, and in this dress, things

that taken together or separately would be enough to destroy any good

name, I feel bound to tell what I would willingly keep secret if I

could."

All this she who was now seen to be a lovely woman delivered without any

hesitation, with so much ease and in so sweet a voice that they were not

less charmed by her intelligence than by her beauty, and as they again

repeated their offers and entreaties to her to fulfil her promise, she

without further pressing, first modestly covering her feet and gathering

up her hair, seated herself on a stone with the three placed around her,

and, after an effort to restrain some tears that came to her eyes, in a

clear and steady voice began her story thus:

"In this Andalusia there is a town from which a duke takes a title which

makes him one of those that are called Grandees of Spain. This nobleman

has two sons, the elder heir to his dignity and apparently to his good

qualities; the younger heir to I know not what, unless it be the

treachery of Vellido and the falsehood of Ganelon. My parents are this

lord's vassals, lowly in origin, but so wealthy that if birth had

conferred as much on them as fortune, they would have had nothing left to

desire, nor should I have had reason to fear trouble like that in which I

find myself now; for it may be that my ill fortune came of theirs in not

having been nobly born. It is true they are not so low that they have any

reason to be ashamed of their condition, but neither are they so high as

to remove from my mind the impression that my mishap comes of their

humble birth. They are, in short, peasants, plain homely people, without

any taint of disreputable blood, and, as the saying is, old rusty

Christians, but so rich that by their wealth and free-handed way of life

they are coming by degrees to be considered gentlefolk by birth, and even

by position; though the wealth and nobility they thought most of was

having me for their daughter; and as they have no other child to make

their heir, and are affectionate parents, I was one of the most indulged

daughters that ever parents indulged.