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Cum mihi non tantum furesque fereque suëte, Hunc vexare locum, cure sunt atque labori; Quantum carminibus que versant atque venenis, Humanos animos. HORACE.
"It is inconceivable to me," said Don Aliaga to himself, as he pursued his journey the next day -- "it is inconceivable to me how this person forces himself on my company, harasses me with tales that have no more application to me than the legend of the Cid, and may be as apocryphal as the ballad of Roncesvalles -- and now he has ridden by my side all day, and, as if to make amends for his former uninvited and unwelcome communicativeness, he has never once opened his lips."