He lost all patience when he considered the laziness and want of charity of his squire Sancho; for to the best of his belief he had only given himself five lashes, a number paltry and disproportioned to the vast number required. At this thought he felt such vexation and anger that he reasoned the matter thus:
Desesperábase de ver la flojedad y caridad poca de Sancho su escudero, pues, a lo que creía, solos cinco azotes se había dado, número desigual y pequeño para los infinitos que le faltaban; y desto recibió tanta pesadumbre y enojo, que hizo este discurso: