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Tonight, I will be reading Don Quixote by Servantes.

So lie down, close your eyes, and let me read you a story.

Chapter 1, which treats of the character and pursuits of the famous gentleman Don Quixote of La Mancha. In a village of La Mancha, the name of which I have no desire to call to mind, there lived

not long ago since one of those gentlemen that kept a lance in the lance rack, an old

buckler, a lean hack, and a greyhound for coursing, an ola of rather more beef than mutton,

a salad on most nights, scraps on Saturdays,

lentils on Fridays, and a pigeon or so extra on Sundays, made away with three-quarters of his income. The rest of it went in a doublet of fine cloth and velvet breeches and shoes to match for holidays,

while on weekdays he made a brave figure in his best homespun.

He had in his house a housekeeper, past 40, a niece under 20, and a lad for the field and

marketplace who used to saddle the hack as well as handle the bill hook.

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