"Like red wine, your worship had better say," replied Sancho; "for I would have you know, if you don't know it, that the dead giant is a hacked wine-skin, and the blood four-and-twenty gallons of red wine that it had in its belly, and the cut-off head is the bitch that bore me; and the devil take it all."
-Como si fueran de vino tinto, pudiera vuestra merced decir mejor -respondió Sancho-, porque quiero que sepa vuestra merced, si es que no lo sabe, que el gigante muerto es un cuero horadado, y la sangre, seis arrobas de vino tinto que encerraba en su vientre; y la cabeza cortada es la puta que me parió, y llévelo todo Satanás.