The more experienced travellers always paid without hesitation whatever
was demanded, knowing that it was useless to contend; but others who
thought themselves more cunning, would frequently have the landlord
called, that they might reckon with him. On these occasions, our master,
for fear of doing himself wrong, always increased the price of every
article; and when he had once taxed the bill at a certain amount, his
sentence was without appeal, and they were obliged to draw their
purse-strings. Woe to that traveller who presumes to complain of his
treatment, and to threaten an innkeeper in Spain for having cheated him.
As they are almost all of them members of the Holy Brotherhood, he will
be sure to cause him to be arrested at the first village through which
he passes, accusing him either of a design to burn his house to the
ground, of having assaulted him, or of having violated his wife or his
daughter; so that the poor traveller may esteem himself more than
ordinarily happy if he got off by paying double what was before
demanded of him, after having begged pardon of his landlord into the
bargain.
There were several pretty servant-maids in our inn, but it was dangerous
to have any thing to say to them. It was well for those who had their
wits about them when they left the house; for whatever happened by
chance to be forgotten and left behind, was sure never to be heard of
again. What roguery! what infamous trick! what wickedness is constantly
going on at these inns! God is not feared, and Justice is compounded
with. One would think that when a man becomes an innkeeper he is at
liberty to do what he pleases, and has an absolute power over the
property as well as the persons of such as are obliged to stop at his
house.
CHAP. XI.
_Guzman becomes disgusted with his situation, leaves the Inn, and
repairs to Madrid, where he associates with some beggars._
Besides that I was of too flighty a disposition to be long contented in
the same way of life, I could not consider the one that I now led by any
means suitable to a spirited lad who had left his mother’s house, for
the sole purpose of seeing the world. In addition to this, the servant
of an innkeeper ranked lower, in my opinion, than that of a blind
beggar. I saw every day boys of about my own age and size pass our door,
who, after having asked alms, went gaily along the road again. This
sight roused my feelings: “what,” said I to myself, “does the dread of
hunger hold me here, while these young fellows, who have no more
resolution than I ought to be master of, expose themselves courageously
to hunger and thirst? I am in all probability as well deserving as they,
and ought not, therefore, to be less courageous.” These reflections
inspired me with resolution, and, defying fortune, I again set out for
Madrid, after having demanded my dismissal of my master, who gave me
three reals for my services during the time I had been with him.
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