In a village of La Mancha, whose name I do not remember, not long ago lived a nobleman from the lance and, ancient shield, a lean hack and a greyhound. An olla of rather more beef than lamb, hash most nights, scraps (eggs and bacon) on Saturdays, lentils on Fridays, sometimes squab Sundays, consumed three quarters of his income. The rest of broadcloth coat della concluded (broadcloth suit), velvet breeches (velvet) for the holidays with slippers of the same, and the days of midweek was honored with his vellorí (brown cloth) from the finest.
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