"For my part," said the barber, "I give my word here and before God that I will not repeat what your worship says, to King, Rook or earthly man—an oath I learned from the ballad of the curate, who, in the prelude, told the king of the thief who had robbed him of the hundred gold crowns and his pacing mule."
-Por mí -dijo el barbero-, doy la palabra, para aquí y para delante de Dios, de no decir lo que vuestra merced dijere a rey ni a roque, ni a hombre terrenal, juramento que aprendí del romance del cura que en el prefacio avisó al rey del ladrón que le había robado las cien doblas y la su mula la andariega.