"Senor, I know not why your worship wants to attempt this so dreadful adventure; it is night now, no one sees us here, we can easily turn about and take ourselves out of danger, even if we don't drink for three days to come; and as there is no one to see us, all the less will there be anyone to set us down as cowards; besides, I have many a time heard the curate of our village, whom your worship knows well, preach that he who seeks danger perishes in it; so it is not right to tempt God by trying so tremendous a feat from which there can be no escape save by a miracle, and Heaven has performed enough of them for your worship in delivering you from being blanketed as I was, and bringing you out victorious and safe and sound from among all those enemies that were with the dead man; and if all this does not move or soften that hard heart, let this thought and reflection move it, that you will have hardly quitted this spot when from pure fear I shall yield my soul up to anyone that will take it.
-Señor, yo no sé por qué quiere vuestra merced acometer esta tan temerosa aventura: ahora es de noche, aquí no nos vee nadie, bien podemos torcer el camino y desviarnos del peligro, aunque no bebamos en tres días; y, pues no hay quien nos vea, menos habrá quien nos note de cobardes; cuanto más, que yo he oído predicar al cura de nuestro lugar, que vuestra merced bien conoce, que quien busca el peligro perece en él; así que, no es bien tentar a Dios acometiendo tan desaforado hecho, donde no se puede escapar sino por milagro; y basta los que ha hecho el cielo con vuestra merced en librarle de ser manteado, como yo lo fui, y en sacarle vencedor, libre y salvo de entre tantos enemigos como acompañaban al difunto. Y, cuando todo esto no mueva ni ablande ese duro corazón, muévale el pensar y creer que apenas se habrá vuestra merced apartado de aquí, cuando yo, de miedo, dé mi ánima a quien quisiere llevarla.