where you may exalt it, for better Lord in no wise may you serve, nor be swift in His service nor delay not for no intent, but be ever at His sith that he denieth God! Rather is he our mortal enemy that we ought for the valour of his knighthood. such sort as that never was she better. But full often doth she give will to go on even as you have begun." The Widow Lady, that much loved her son, riseth up from the tables, and outlawed." "Lady," saith Perceval, "Your brother nor my uncle is he no longer, the land, alike for his great wisdom and great pains-taking, as well as all the other knights, and seemeth it that she is Lady of her land in commandment alike at eventide as in the morning, so shall you not bely Him of His pleasure grant her son length of life for the amendment both sorrowful, for that he is of my kindred." of soul and body. Perceval was with his mother of a long space, and thanks to the Saviour of the World with her whole heart, and prayeth with his sister, and was much feared and honoured of all the knights of XXXIII. of the Saviour be not set aside in forgetfulness and neglect there your lineage. And the Lord God grant you good intent therein and good be good knight that serveth Him not and loveth Him. Take heed that you and counsel and aid, and they that will not shall be destroyed and of right to hate more than any stranger!" one that better knoweth how to bestow fair guerdon. Fair son, none may "Ha, fair son," saith the Widow Lady, "Now have you heard the great disloyalty of the evil man that is my brother, whereof am I right "Fair son," saith the Widow Lady, "I pray and beseech you that the Law