knight. I am fain that your name be changed speedily, for such name VI. accordingly with right sore grudging. They had scarce ridden away, "Yea," saith he, "And much more." perforce, and seeth a tall knight all armed that leadeth the damsels right sore, and prayed our Lord God send them succour betimes. adread, for such an one might haply meet me as would slay me forthwith." "Ha, Sir, for God's sake, mercy! Now know I well that you desire to beseemeth no knight." so that the blood ran down their faces. "Are you so coward as you say?" saith Perceval. Perceval looketh on him and seeth him tall and comely and well-shapen "Ha, Sir Knight," saith Perceval, "What ask you of these two damsels that you entreat so churlishly?" V. all dishevelled, and smiteth them from time to time with a great rod, and adroit and all armed upon his horse, so he saith to him, "Sith that Perceval cometh towards them, he and the knight he driveth before him when he heard in the forest off the way, two damsels that bewailed them He maketh him go before him, will he or nill he; and the knight goeth you are so coward, wherefore are you armed thus?" me, for sore pity is it that cowardize should harbour in so comely a "By my head," saith he, "I will make you hardy. Come now along with "Sir," saith he, "Against the evil intent of any knight of whom I am slay me! No will have I to change neither my courage nor my name!" "By my head," saith Perceval, "Then will you die therefor, betimes!" "Sir," saith he, "They have disherited me of mine own hold in this