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"Sir," saith he, "I am very nigh my death, but I comfort me much of saddle in great wrath when he seeth Perceval, and cometh towards him He smiteth off his head incontinent and hangeth it at his saddle-bow, buffet on the helm as that it is all dinted in thereby. The Knight "Do not so!" saith Aristor, "But let me live, and I will forgo my smiteth him so passing strongly that he thrusteth the spear right Perceval, "But one may not abide you any longer, for well have you Hardy draweth back when he seeth Perceval, for he is wounded to the and cometh to the Knight Hardy, and asketh him how it is with him. this that I see you tofore I die." hatred." whom you have failed." through his body and overthroweth him and his horse all of a heap. "I will cut off your head," said Perceval, "and present it to my sister death through the body. He had held the stout so long time that he Aristor, that was full hardy, set himself again betwixt the bows of the and that his helmet was dinted in. He cometh back to Aristor and Then he alighteth over him and taketh off the coif of his habergeon and Perceval is remounted on his horse, then taketh his spear and leaveth deserved this, and God willeth not to bear with you." III. unlaceth his ventail. like as if he were wood mad, sword in hand, and dealeth him such a in two places right grievously. Perceval felt the blow that was heavy, "Your hatred might I well abide henceforward, meseemeth," saith "What have you in mind to do?" said Aristor. could abide no more. But or ever he departed, he had wounded Aristor