"My lady," the knight replied. "What use would such valor be, if I had it, if I did not but use it for its full worth? Could I be a true knight and not heed the call your sorrow brings? I can but try to help you. And that, I swear, I will." A light shone in the lady's eye. "I was not wrong to hope. Even now I feel that succor must come. Your words, dear knight, give me strength. Surely then, the storm has brought me some ray of that hope I speak of." "I shall devise some plan," Sir Galahad said, "wherein we can make rescue of your daughter, and find out the fate of your son." The Knight's thoughts were deep for many minutes. "Did this Sir Dolphus say where your husband met his death?" "Near Lombardy," she replied. "If I succeed here, my lady, I shall continue my way to Rome. From there I shall journey north and seek news of your husband. It may be that he is not dead. Dead or alive, you at least will know. "Tomorrow, if the day clears, we shall turn to the work before us. It seems a hard task but as I have said, we can but try. In the meantime, my Lady Jeanne, have courage and keep your patience." So Galahad left her. But Walker stayed. "Lady, I would but add my humble word of cheer. In all of England, of all the Knights of the Round Table, there is none who equals my master in skill and bravery. I tell you this so that you may know how worthy your champion is. Would that he had but one other with him and I would not care what odds were against him." "And who, my man, is that other?" "Sir Launcelot," Walker made reply. "I thank you for telling me of Sir Galahad. It adds to the hope I have and the courage he bids me possess." CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN Sir Launcelot Arrives The day dawned bright and clear. But it brought to Sir Galahad no plan for the rescue of the daughter of his hostess. My lady came down to the breakfast table greatly cheered, as was plain to be seen. Sir Galahad had not the heart to tell her that as yet he had found no way for the rescue of her daughter. Instead he said. "It seems to me that there is one thing I can but do. I shall seek this knight's castle and wait for such event there as may befall. Luck may come my way. But I promise you this, my lady, I shall make no rash or fruitless attempt at rescue. Rash acts may well come after the rescue of your daughter, not before." The Lady Jeanne agreed. So then immediately after the meal Walker, and the page Charles prepared the things they would need for the journey. "I go forth to prepare the horses, young master. Will you see to these things here?" So spoke Walker and when Charles agreed he hurried outdoors. [Illustration: Suddenly They Made For Each Other]