The end of it was that the two squires talked so much and drank so much that sleep had to tie their tongues and moderate their thirst, for to quench it was impossible; and so the pair of them fell asleep clinging to the now nearly empty bota and with half-chewed morsels in their mouths; and there we will leave them for the present, to relate what passed between the Knight of the Grove and him of the Rueful Countenance.
Finalmente, tanto hablaron y tanto bebieron los dos buenos escuderos, que tuvo necesidad el sueño de atarles las lenguas y templarles la sed, que quitársela fuera imposible; y así, asidos entrambos de la ya casi vacía bota, con los bocados a medio mascar en la boca, se quedaron dormidos, donde los dejaremos por ahora, por contar lo que el Caballero del Bosque pasó con el de la Triste Figura.