Messire Gawain marvelleth at this that the damsel saith to him, and him, and fleeth toward the forest a great gallop. And the damsels cry other side whither the horses were gone, and taketh the saddle of the other that they be not such as you!" snapped short, and the knights drop to the ground with such a shock away. And the wounded knight was remounted, for the dwarf had helped Thereupon the dwarf crieth out: "Damsel, your counterfeit Gawain doth knight that was dead and setteth it on his own horse and draweth him out, "Messire Gawain, your pity will be our death this day! For the horses hurtle together so stiffly that saddle-bows are to-frushed and Knight without Pity is gone for succour, and if he escape, we shall be the points of their spears, and the bodies of the knights and their slay him not, the evil custom will not be overthrown." more ought knight to set affiance nor love on damsel. But God keep the that the blood rayeth forth at mouth and nose. In the fall that the "Sir," saith the younger damsel, "And you would slay him, smite him in it well!" draweth him back, and hath great pity of the knight, and cometh to the stirrups loosened and girths to-brast and fewtres splintered and spears Messire Gawain draweth from over the knight and cometh toward his "Damsel," saith the knight, "Your love of me is turned to shame! Never had right great pity of him. Howbeit the damsels cry to him; "And you for the damsels. For the knight crieth him mercy and Messire Gawain "Our Gawain shall he be," say they, "so none take him from us!" knight made, Messire Gawain brake his collar-bone in the hurtle. the sole of his foot with your sword, otherwise will he not die yet." horse, and right fain would he have let the knight live had it not been