small bed for our master, and a truckle bed to run under it, for me and the steward whose name was Aranda, five quilts, four pair of sheets, eight pillows, four hangings, a trunk of linen, and other furniture for a house. We went ourselves into a coach in the evening, a little before nightfall, and about midnight came to the ever accursed lone inn of Viveros. The inn-keeper was a Morisco, and a downright thief; and all my life I never saw cat and dog so united in peace as that day.[9] He received us very lovingly, because he and the carters went snacks, for we travelled so slowly that they were there before us. He came to the coach-side, gave me his hand to alight, and asked me, "Whether I was going to the University?" I told him I was. He put me into the house, where two bullies were with some wenches, a curate praying by them, an old covetous shopkeeper endeavouring to forget his supper, and two scoundrelly shabby scholars, contriving how to fill their bellies free of cost. My master, as being the last comer and but a boy, said, "Landlord, get what you have in the house for me and two servants." "We are all your servants, Sir," said the sharpers, "and will wait on you. Here, landlord, take notice; this gentleman will stand treat; fetch out all you have in the larder." This said, one of them stepped up to Don Diego, and taking off his cloak, laid it by, saying, "Pray, Sir, sit down and rest you." This puffed me up so full of vanity that the inn was too little to hold me. One of the damsels said, "What a well shaped gentleman it is; is he going to his studies? Are you his servant, Sir?" I fancying that every word they said was sincere, answered, "That I and the other were both his servants." They asked me his name, and it was scarce out of my mouth, before one of the scholars went up to him, with tears in his eyes, and embracing him, as if he had been his brother, said, "O my dear Don Diego! who would have thought, ten years ago, to have seen you thus. Unhappy man, I am in such a condition that you will not know me." My master and I were both amazed, and swore we had never seen him in all our days. The scholar's companion stared Don Diego in the face, and said to his friend, "Is this the gentleman of whose father you told me so many stories? It is extraordinary fortunate that we have met him, and know him. He is grown very tall; God bless him." With this he began to cross himself, and seemed so overjoyed, that any man would have thought we had been brought up together. Don Diego made him many compliments; and as he was asking him his name, out came the innkeeper, and laid the cloth; and smelling the joke, said, "Let that alone and talk of it after supper, for the meat will be cold." One of the bullies stepped up, and set stools for everybody, and an arm chair for Don Diego; the other of them brought in a dish. The scholars said, "Do you sup, Sir, and whilst they dress what the house affords for us, we