Here was his master defeated, and bound not to take up arms for a year. He saw the light of the glory of his achievements obscured; the hopes of the promises lately made him swept away like smoke before the wind; Rocinante, he feared, was crippled for life, and his master's bones out of joint; for if he were only shaken out of his madness it would be no small luck.
Veía a su señor rendido y obligado a no tomar armas en un año; imaginaba la luz de la gloria de sus hazañas escurecida, las esperanzas de sus nuevas promesas deshechas, como se deshace el humo con el viento. Temía si quedaría o no contrecho Rocinante, o deslocado su amo; que no fuera poca ventura si deslocado quedara.