The Story of the Grail and the Passing of ArthurPyle, Howard
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The Story of the Grail and the Passing of Arthur
Pyle, Howard
Arthur, King -- Legends; Arthurian romances -- Adaptations; Folklore -- England; Grail -- Legends; Knights and knighthood -- Folklore
When Sir Geraint had thus ended this work, he wiped his sword and
returned it to its scabbard. Then he removed the armor from each of the
fallen men, and he lashed the armor to the saddle-bow of the horse to
which it belonged. Then he tied all three bridle reins together and
returned to where Enid sat watching him with terror and admiration
commingled. And Sir Geraint said to her, “Lady, take thou the bridle
reins of these three horses. Then ride forward as before, and this time
bear well in mind that thou turn not to speak to me under any condition
whatsoever. Once I have forgiven thee; twice I may not do so.”
To this speech Enid made no reply, but taking the bridle reins of the
three horses into her fair white hand, she rode forward into the forest,
leading those three horses, Sir Geraint following after her as
aforetime.
Thus they proceeded onward for a very considerable length of time and
until high noontide, beholding nothing but the forest before them or
behind them or on either side of them.
[Sidenote: _Enid overhears the words of the four men._]
Thus they came almost to the centre of that wood where was a sudden turn
in the high-road, which here entered into a defile between two high and
very precipitous banks. At this place Enid perceived, not far away,
four armed and mounted men of a very evil appearance, and she overheard
these men talking among themselves. The one who was chief of them was
saying to his companions, “Look! yonder cometh a good prize for us to
take. For there is a very beautiful damsel and three sets of fine armor
and three horses. And all this is guarded only by one armed man. Let us
slay him and all these will be ours to do with as we choose.”
Then Enid said to herself, “Well, I can die but once, and even though my
lord shall slay me for breaking his command, yet it would be by his
beloved hands that I should die. So I will turn back and tell him of
this.”
Therewith she turned her horse about and rode backward to Sir Geraint,
and he, when he saw her coming, frowned very darkly. But she said,
speaking very steadily, “Lord, have I your leave to speak?”
He said with great bitterness, “Lady, it appears that it does not need
my leave for you to speak whensoever you choose to speak. Say on.”
[Sidenote: _She tells Sir Geraint._]
She said, “Lord, I have to tell you that there are four very powerful
and fully armed men yonder. And I overheard the chief of them to say to
his fellows that their intent is to slay you so that they may have your
horse and your armor and me and these three horses and this armor to
dispose of as they see fit.”
“Is that all,” quoth he, “that thou hast to tell me? It seems that thy
delight in talking is so great that thou canst not be checked. Bide thou
here and I will go forward and deal with these men, and so will clear
thy path for thee.”
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