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IX. save you bring me the head of the knight." good score or more of them, and he seeth them enter the launde from the "Damsel," he saith, "I will essay it whatsoever may befal me thereof." churlish." great gallop and crieth out to him: "Ha, Sir knight, abide and speak to "Sir," saith she, "I know it well, nor never may you be heal thereof me any boon I demanded of him. Now God grant you be not the most minded to slay me." The King looketh back, and seeth the great peril and the multitude of is carrying off a foot or a thigh or an arm or a hand and are shield." have it, nor never did knight refuse to do the thing I asked nor deny forward to meet him. knight that lay dead in the midst of the launde. King Arthur was about to issue forth, when the damsel that he had left under the tree cometh "Sir," saith she, "For God's sake, return back and fetch me the head of come thither have cut the knight to pieces limb by limb, and that each forest, armed and well horsed. And they come with great ado toward the knights that are there all armed. "Ha, damsel," saith he, "You are King Arthur looketh amidst the launde and seeth that they that have the knight that lieth there dead." "Ha, damsel, I am right sore wounded in the arm whereon I hold my dispersing them through the forest. And he seeth that the last knight beareth on the point of his spear the head. The King goeth after him a me!" "Certes, Sir, that I am not, but sore need will there be that I should