Master Peter demanded two reals for the trouble he should have in catching his ape.
'Give him them, Sancho,' said Don Quixote, 'not for catching the ape, but to drink.* I would give two hundred to any one that could tell me for certain, that Doña Melisendra and Señor Don Gayferos are at this time in France, and among their friends.'
'Nobody can tell us that better than my ape,' said Master Peter: 'but the devil himself cannot catch him now; though I suppose his affection for me, or hunger, will force him to come to me at night; and to-morrow is a new day, and we shall see one another again.'
In conclusion, the bustle of the puppet-show was quite over, and they all supped together in peace and good company, at the expense of Don Quixote, who was liberal to the last degree. He who carried the lances and halberds went off before day, and, after it was light, the scholar and the page came to take their leaves of Don Quixote, the one in order to return home, the other to pursue his intended journey; and Don Quixote gave him a dozen reals to help to bear his charges. Master Peter had no mind to enter into any more 'tell me's and I will you's' with Don Quixote, whom he knew perfectly well; and therefore up he got before sun: and, gathering up the fragments of his show, and taking his ape, away he went in quest of adventures of his own. The innkeeper, who knew Don Quixote, was equally in admiration at his madness and liberality. In short, Sancho, by order of his master, paid him very well; and about eight in the morning, bidding him farewell, they left the inn, and went their way, where we will leave them to give place to the relating several other things necessary to the better understanding this famous history.
Wherein is related, who Master Peter and his ape were; with the ill success Don Quixote had in the braying adventure, which he finished not as he wished and intended.
CID HAMET, the chronicler of this grand history, begins this chapter with these words; 'I swear as a Catholic Christian': to which his translator says, that Cid Hamet's swearing as a Catholic Christian, he being a Moor, as undoubtedly he was, meant nothing more than that,