Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality. Vol. 13 (of 15), King Arthur (1)Malory, Thomas, Sir
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Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality. Vol. 13 (of 15), King Arthur (1)
Malory, Thomas, Sir
Arthurian romances; Malory, Thomas, Sir, active 15th century. Morte d'Arthur -- Adaptations
"There is no other man in the world whom I would so gladly have here,"
he said. "Much have you been sought for since you left the tournament,
but in vain. I would fain learn your adventures."
These Tristram told, and the king was amazed when he learned that it was
he who had overthrown him at the Castle of Hard Rock. Then he told of
his pursuit of the knight with the covered shield, and of the deeds he
had done.
"By our faith," cried Gawaine, Bleoberis, and Kay, "we can testify to
that, for he left us all on the ground."
"Aha! who could this strong fellow have been?" asked Arthur. "Did any of
you know him?"
They all declared that he was a stranger to them, though Tristram kept
silent.
"If you know not, I do; it was Lancelot or none," cried the king.
"In faith, I fancy so," said Tristram, "for I found him to-day, and we
had a four hours' fight together, before each found out the other."
"So," they all cried, "it is he who has beguiled us with his covered
shield!"
"You say truly," answered Lancelot, with a smile. "And I called myself
an enemy of King Arthur so that none should suspect me. I was in search
of sport."
"That is an old trick of yours," said Arthur.
"One must go in disguise in these days, or go untried," laughed
Lancelot.
Then Queen Guenever, and many ladies of the court, learning that
Tristram was there, came and bade him welcome, ladies and knights
together crying, "Welcome, Sir Tristram! welcome to Camelot!"
"Welcome, indeed," said Arthur, "to one of the best and gentlest knights
of the world, and the man of highest esteem. For of all modes of
hunting, you bear the prize, and of all bugle hunting calls you are the
origin, and all the terms of hunting and hawking began with you; on all
instruments of music no man surpasses you: therefore, you are trebly
welcome to this court. And here I pray you to grant me a boon."
"I am at your command," said Tristram.
"It is that you abide in my court, and be one of my knights."
"That I am loath to do, for I have work laid out elsewhere."
"Yet you have passed your word. You shall not say me nay."
"Then be it as you will," said Tristram.
[Illustration: ADMISSION OF SIR TRISTRAM TO THE KING OF THE ROUND
TABLE.]
These words spoken, Arthur took Tristram by the hand and led him to the
Round Table, going with him round its circle, and looking into every
seat that lacked a knight. When at length he came to that in which Sir
Marhaus had formerly sat, he saw there engraved in letters of gold,
"This is the seat of the noble knight Sir Tristram."
Then Arthur made Tristram a Knight of the Round Table with noble
ceremony and great pomp, and with feasts that lasted many days. Glad
were all there to have a knight of such prowess and high esteem in their
company, and many friends Tristram made among his new brothers-in-arms.
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