"Lady" saith he, "I am called Clamados, and I am son of the lord of the She throweth her arms on his neck and kisseth and embraceth him right "Tell me, Lady, do you say that he will come hither presently?" "Lady," saith the Damsel of the Car, "This knight hath saved my life, for he hath slain the lion on account of which many folk durst not come "Greater joy may I not make, than I do, nor the damsels that are Forest of Shadows." "Sir Knight," saith she, "What is your name?" to you, wherefore make great joy of him." "Lady," saith Clamados, "Who is this Good Knight?" The damsels of the tents make right great joy of him when they know the VII. sojourned therewithin until that he was whole and heal, awaiting the sweetly, and saith: "Marvel not that I make you joy thereof, for you "So methinketh," saith she. and led him before the ladies of the tents, that made right great joy day to day. And now is there nought in the world I more desire to see." are the son of my sister-in-law, nor have I any friend nor "Lady, I also shall have great joy thereof, and God grant he come "The son of the Widow Lady of the Valleys of Camelot," saith she. blood-kindred so nigh as are you, and fain would I you should be lord of him. betimes!" herein, for we await the coming of the Good Knight that is healed, from they brought him a right rich robe and made him be apparelled therein, of all my land and of me, as is right and reason." tidings that he is so nigh of kin to the Lady of the Tents. And he