to come to her father, a great lord, and he should be right welcome.
Truly, said Bors, that may not be at this time, for I have a great
adventure to do in this country. So he commended them unto God and
departed.
Then Sir Bors rode after Lionel, his brother, by the trace of their
horses, thus he rode seeking a great while. Then he overtook a man
clothed in a religious clothing; and rode on a strong black horse
blacker than a berry, and said: Sir knight, what seek you? Sir, said
he, I seek my brother that I saw within a while beaten with two
knights. Ah, Bors, discomfort you not, nor fall into no wanhope; for I
shall tell you tidings such as they be, for truly he is dead. Then
showed he him a new slain body lying in a bush, and it seemed him well
that it was the body of Lionel, and then he made such a sorrow that he
fell to the earth all in a swoon, and lay a great while there. And when
he came to himself he said: Fair brother, sith the company of you and
me is departed shall I never have joy in my heart, and now He which I
have taken unto my master, He be my help. And when he had said thus he
took his body lightly in his arms, and put it upon the arson of his
saddle. And then he said to the man: Canst thou tell me unto some
chapel where that I may bury this body? Come on, said he, here is one
fast by; and so long they rode till they saw a fair tower, and afore it
there seemed an old feeble chapel. And then they alighted both, and put
him into a tomb of marble.
CHAPTER XI. How Sir Bors told his dream to a priest, which he had
dreamed, and of the counsel that the priest gave to him.
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