Sir, she said, I marvel what thou art and of what kin thou art come;
boldly thou speakest, and boldly thou hast done, that have I seen;
therefore I pray thee save thyself an thou mayest, for thy horse and
thou have had great travail, and I dread we dwell over long from the
siege, for it is but hence seven mile, and all perilous passages we are
passed save all only this passage; and here I dread me sore lest ye
shall catch some hurt, therefore I would ye were hence, that ye were
not bruised nor hurt with this strong knight. But I let you wit that
Sir Persant of Inde is nothing of might nor strength unto the knight
that laid the siege about my lady. As for that, said Sir Beaumains, be
it as it be may. For sithen I am come so nigh this knight I will prove
his might or I depart from him, and else I shall be shamed an I now
withdraw me from him. And therefore, damosel, have ye no doubt by the
grace of God I shall so deal with this knight that within two hours
after noon I shall deliver him. And then shall we come to the siege by
daylight. O Jesu, marvel have I, said the damosel, what manner a man ye
be, for it may never be otherwise but that ye be come of a noble blood,
for so foul nor shamefully did never woman rule a knight as I have done
you, and ever courteously ye have suffered me, and that came never but
of a gentle blood.
Damosel, said Beaumains, a knight may little do that may not suffer a
damosel, for whatsomever ye said unto me I took none heed to your
words, for the more ye said the more ye angered me, and my wrath I
wreaked upon them that I had ado withal. And therefore all the
missaying that ye missaid me furthered me in my battle, and caused me
to think to show and prove myself at the end what I was; for
peradventure though I had meat in King Arthur’s kitchen, yet I might
have had meat enough in other places, but all that I did it for to
prove and assay my friends, and that shall be known another day; and
whether that I be a gentleman born or none, I let you wit, fair
damosel, I have done you gentleman’s service, and peradventure better
service yet will I do or I depart from you. Alas, she said, fair
Beaumains, forgive me all that I have missaid or done against thee.
With all my heart, said he, I forgive it you, for ye did nothing but as
ye should do, for all your evil words pleased me; and damosel, said
Beaumains, since it liketh you to say thus fair unto me, wit ye well it
gladdeth my heart greatly, and now meseemeth there is no knight living
but I am able enough for him.
CHAPTER XII. How Beaumains fought with Sir Persant of Inde, and made
him to be yielden.
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