’Twas at the very midnight hour—more or less—when Don Quixote and Sancho quitted the wood and entered El Toboso. The town was in deep silence, for all the inhabitants were asleep, and stretched on the broad of their backs, as the saying is.
The night was darkish, though Sancho would have been glad had it been quite dark, so as to find in the darkness an excuse for his blundering.
All over the place nothing was to be heard except the barking of dogs, which deafened the ears of Don Quixote and troubled the heart of Sancho.
Now and then an ass brayed, pigs grunted, cats mewed, and the various noises they made seemed louder in the silence of the night; all which the enamoured knight took to be of evil omen; nevertheless he said to Sancho, 'Sancho, my son, lead on to the palace of Dulcinea, it may be that we shall find her awake.
' 'Body of the sun! what palace am I to lead to,' said Sancho, 'when what I saw her highness in was only a very little house?
' 'Most likely she had then withdrawn into some small apartment of her palace,' said Don Quixote, 'to amuse herself with damsels, as great ladies and princesses are accustomed to do.
' 'Señor,' said Sancho, 'if your worship will have it in spite of me that the house of my lady Dulcinea is a palace, is this an hour, think you, to find the door open; and will it be right for us to go knocking till they hear us and open the door; making a disturbance and confusion all through the household?
Are we going, do you fancy, to the house of our wenches, like gallants who come and knock and go in at any hour, however late it