After this I took up with a man who painted tambourines.He wanted me to grind the colors for him,and I had my trials with him,too.
By now I was pretty well grown up.And one day when I went into the cathedral,a chaplain there gave me a job.He put me in charge of a donkey,four jugs,and a whip,and I began to sell water around the city.This was the first step I took up the ladder to success:my dreams were finally coming true.On weekdays I gave my master sixty coppers out of what I earned,while I was able to keep everything I got above that.And on
Saturdays I got to keep everything I made.
I did so well at the job that after four years of it,watching my earnings very carefully,I saved enough to buy myself a good secondhand suit of clothes.I bought a jacket made out of old cotton,a frayed coat with braid on the sleeves and an open collar,a cape that had once been velvety,and an old sword--one of the first ones ever made in Cuellar.When I saw how good I looked in my gentleman's clothes,I told my master to take back his donkey:I wasn't about to do that kind of work any more.
