So when he heard him say so he thrang here and there, and so with great
pain he gat out of the press, and there he met with his dwarf. O boy,
said Sir Gareth, thou hast beguiled me foul this day that thou kept my
ring; give it me anon again, that I may hide my body withal; and so he
took it him. And then they all wist not where he was become; and Sir
Gawaine had in manner espied where Sir Gareth rode, and then he rode
after with all his might. That espied Sir Gareth, and rode lightly into
the forest, that Sir Gawaine wist not where he was become. And when Sir
Gareth wist that Sir Gawaine was passed, he asked the dwarf of best
counsel. Sir, said the dwarf, meseemeth it were best, now that ye are
escaped from spying, that ye send my lady Dame Lionesse her ring. It is
well advised, said Sir Gareth; now have it here and bear it to her, and
say that I recommend me unto her good grace, and say her I will come
when I may, and I pray her to be true and faithful to me as I will be
to her. Sir, said the dwarf, it shall be done as ye command: and so he
rode his way, and did his errand unto the lady. Then she said, Where is
my knight, Sir Gareth? Madam, said the dwarf, he bade me say that he
would not be long from you. And so lightly the dwarf came again unto
Sir Gareth, that would full fain have had a lodging, for he had need to
be reposed. And then fell there a thunder and a rain, as heaven and
earth should go together. And Sir Gareth was not a little weary, for of
all that day he had but little rest, neither his horse nor he. So this
Sir Gareth rode so long in that forest until the night came. And ever
it lightened and thundered, as it had been wood. At the last by fortune
he came to a castle, and there he heard the waits upon the walls.
CHAPTER XXXI. How Sir Gareth came to a castle where he was well lodged,
and he jousted with a knight and slew him.
Then Sir Gareth rode unto the barbican of the castle, and prayed the
porter fair to let him into the castle. The porter answered ungoodly
again, and said, Thou gettest no lodging here. Fair sir, say not so,
for I am a knight of King Arthur’s, and pray the lord or the lady of
this castle to give me harbour for the love of King Arthur. Then the
porter went unto the duchess, and told her how there was a knight of
King Arthur’s would have harbour. Let him in, said the duchess, for I
will see that knight, and for King Arthur’s sake he shall not be
harbourless. Then she yode up into a tower over the gate, with great
torchlight.
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