Don Quijote.

''What the devil kind of revenge are we going to take?" answered Sancho, "when there are more than twenty of them, and no more than two of us-- and ma by we're only one and a half?''
"I'm worth a hundred,'' replied Don Quijote.
And without any more talk, he took hold of his sword and attacked the mule drivers, and Sancho Panza joined him, led on and excited by his master's example. And to start with, Don Quijote gave one of them such a stroke that he sliced open a leather coat the fellow was wearing, and a good part of his shoulder, too.
But the mule drivers, seeing they were being abused by only two men, while they themselves were far more numerous, took up there cudgels and, surrounding Don Quijote and Sancho, began to whack away at them, eagerly and passionately. The second blow, truth to tell, laid Sancho on the ground, and then the same thing happened to his master, all of Don Quijote skill and courage proving worthless.





Wow the man really is crazy. And aperantly not worth a hundred. Maby not worth one, OK one since he got one.I also thought his friend ''Sancho was a wimp, a loser and a idiot. But then I realized he was not waring armor. And being hit with a cudgel (a thick stick) would heart. Especially if the only thing you had on was clothes. I also like the way the writer words some sentences. Like in stead of saying '' to tell the truth'' he said ''truth to tell''.