Torrent seyd: ‘So mvt I the Wyst I, where my jorney schold {be}, Thether I wolde me dyght.’ 845 The kyng gaff hyme an answere: ‘In the lond of Calabur ther~ Wonnythe a gyant wyhte, And he ys bothe strong and bold, Slochys he hyght, I the told, 850 God send the that waye Ryght!’ Than quod Torrent: ‘Haue goo{d} day, And, or I come a-geyn~, I schaƚƚ asay, Whether the fynd can fyght.’ [Linenotes: 844. _be_] om. MS. 845. _wolde_] so F. III; om. MS. 848. _wyhte_] so F. III; _whyte_ MS. 851. _that w._] so F. III; _ways_ MS. 852. _good_] _goo_ MS. 853. Space left here for an initial letter of the largest size in MS.] [Headnote: TORRENT STARTS TO FIGHT THE GIANT SLOCHYS.] (75) [Sidenote: Torrent takes leave of Desonell, starts,] Tho wold he no lenger~ a-byde, 855 He toke ys wey for to Ry{de} On a sted of gret valewe. In to a chambyr~ he g{as}, Hys leue of Desoneƚƚ he t{as}, Sche wepte, aƚƚ men myght Rewe; 860 He seyd: ‘Lady, be styƚƚ! I schaƚƚ come a-geyn th{e} tyƚƚ, Thurrow helpe of Marry trewe.’ Thus he worthe on a stede. In hys wey Cryst hyme sped, 865 Fore he yt no thyng knewe! [Linenotes: 856. _Ryde_] _ryght_ MS. 858. _gas_] _gothe_ MS. 859. _tas_] _toke_ MS. 862. _the_] _than_ MS.] (76) [Sidenote: and rides to the Castle of the King of Provyns.] He toke hym a Redy wey, Thurrow P{er}vy{n}s he toke the wey, As hys Iorney feƚƚ. f. 91a.[T2] Tyƚƚ the casteƚƚ Be the See, 870 An hy stret heldythe hee, Ther the kyng {dyd} dwell{e}. To the porter he gan seye: ‘Wynd in~, fellow, I the p{ra}y, And thy lord than t{e}ƚƚ, 875 P{ra}y hym, on won nyght in~ hys sale To harburrow Torrent of Portynggaƚƚ, Yf y{t} Bee ys wiƚƚ!’ [Linenotes: 868. _pvys_ MS. 871. _And_ MS. 872. _dyd dw._] _dwellyd_ MS. 875. _tyll_ MS. 878. _Yf ys wille to Bee_ MS.] [Footnote T2: There are two folios 91 in the MS.] [Headnote: TORRENT A GUEST OF THE KING OF PROVYNS.] (77) [Sidenote: The King of Provyns welcomes Torrent, and] The porter~ Dyd hys com{m}andment, To the kynge he ys wente 880 And knelyd vppon~ ys kne: ‘God blyse þe, lord, In thy sale! Torrent of Portynggale Thus sendythe me to the; He p{ra}ythe yow, yf ye myght, 885 To harburrow hym thys won~ nyght, Yf yow{r} wiƚƚ yt bee.’ The kyng swere be hym, þ{a}t dyed on tre: ‘There ys no man~ in~ crystyante More welcome to me!’ 890 (78) [Sidenote: feeds him. Torrent’s sword is his only Squire.]