"Why, to be sure I am!" returned the now unnosed squire; "Tom Cecial I am, gossip and friend Sancho Panza; and I'll tell you presently the means and tricks and falsehoods by which I have been brought here; but in the meantime, beg and entreat of your master not to touch, maltreat, wound, or slay the Knight of the Mirrors whom he has at his feet; because, beyond all dispute, it is the rash and ill-advised bachelor Samson Carrasco, our fellow townsman."
-Y ¡cómo si lo soy! -respondió el ya desnarigado escudero-: Tomé Cecial soy, compadre y amigo Sancho Panza, y luego os diré los arcaduces, embustes y enredos por donde soy aquí venido; y en tanto, pedid y suplicad al señor vuestro amo que no toque, maltrate, hiera ni mate al caballero de los Espejos, que a sus pies tiene, porque sin duda alguna es el atrevido y mal aconsejado del bachiller Sansón Carrasco, nuestro compatrioto.