Not long after he fell asleep, Don Quixote was startled awake by a noise behind him. Two men on horseback were coming near, and one of them slid from his saddle and spoke to the other. “Friend, get down and take the bridles off the horses. This place has grass enough for them, and enough of the quiet and solitude my thoughts of love long for.”
As he said this he threw himself on the ground, and the armor he wore clanked. From that sound Don Quixote knew he was a knight-errant. He took hold of the sleeping Sancho’s arm, shook him awake with some trouble, and spoke in a low voice. “Brother Sancho, we have an adventure.”
“God send it’s a good one. But master, where is this lady Adventure, then?”