of me and of none other. Right glad shall I be and I may find the take it, that I may find him betimes." once, were he in place and free." "And who slew him, damsel?" saith Perceval. manner as was the other, he would not have slain him." the lion, is towards the castle of Aristor, and, or ever you come by than he, and sith that he hateth you with a will, and he knew that you as I do him, as I have been told, and Lord God grant, howsoever he may "Sir," saith she, "The Deep Forest there, where the Red Knight leadeth "Damsel," saith Perceval, "God give him mischief of his coming, come would have been one of the best knights in the world." whensoever he may!" BRANCH XXXII. "Sir, the Knight of the Deep Forest that leadeth the lion, foully in adventure into the forest, you may well hear some tidings of him!" "Damsel," said Perceval, "This grieveth me that he hath slain him, and is there in the world so good but he thinketh himself of more worth when he slew a holy man, a hermit that never wished him ill on account it grieveth me likewise of mine uncle King Hermit, whom I would avenge III. treason there where he thought him safe. For had he been armed in like "Sir," saith the damsel, "So outrageous a knight is he that no knight were here, you and another, or you the third, he would come now at knight, and so, methinketh, will he be of me, for me he hateth as much account." "Most disloyal was this knight, and foully was he fain to avenge him more willingly than all the men in the world, for he was slain on my