And he spake, 'Art thou she, O Lady, to whom I owe service fair? (Yet need doth in part constrain me) from the Red Knight I greeting bear, 630 He willeth to take upon him the shame that thy lot hath been; He prays that King Arthur mourn it--Thou wast smitten for him I ween, Here, Lady, my pledge I bring thee, so my victor hath bidden me, Else my body to death were forfeit--I will do here as pleaseth thee!' Then the maiden Kunnewaaré by his hand led the gallant knight 635 Where Queen Guinevere was seated, she ate with her maidens bright; And Kay uprose from the table as the tidings he needs must hear, They brought gladness to Kunnewaaré, but to Kay had they wrought but fear. And he quoth, 'What he speaketh, Lady, who thus unto thee hath sped He speaketh perforce, yet I think me he greatly hath been misled! 640 I thought but to teach thee better, yet for this cause thou hatest me! Now bid thou this knight disarm him, for his standing o'er-long shall be.' Then she bade him put off his helmet and visor, the maiden true, And e'en as the bands were loosened Klamidé the king they knew, And Kingron he looked upon him, and he saw his lord again, 645 And he wrung his hands in his anguish till as dry twigs they cracked amain.