Parte,  Chap.

 1   I,         X|   weary squire came up, who on reaching him said, "It seems to me,
 2   I,      XXII|      from which hung two irons reaching to his waist with two manacles
 3   I,     XXIII|        goatherd descended, and reaching the place where Don Quixote
 4   I,      XXIV|       the corner of a rock. On reaching it he stretched himself
 5   I,       XXV|   closely will come nearest to reaching the perfection of chivalry.
 6   I,     XXXVI|    that inn, which for him was reaching heaven where all the mischances
 7  II,     XVIII|   yourself fatigue and toil in reaching the inaccessible summit
 8  II,     XXVII|       and mounted the hill. On reaching the top he saw at the foot
 9  II,      XXXI|    gowns of fine crimson satin reaching to their feet, hastened
10  II,      XXXV|        state, as they call it, reaching to the feet, while the head
11  II,       XLV|    been conferred upon him. On reaching the gates of the town, which
12  II,    XLVIII| spectre still advanced, and on reaching the middle of the room,
13  II,      XLIX|      which was not far off. On reaching it the youth threw a pebble
14  II,        LV|   Ricote prevented Sancho from reaching the duke's castle that day,
15  II,        LX|        of escaping from it and reaching a safe port."~ ~Don Quixote