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"Thereof I love you the better," saith the hermit. witting?" "Of what King speak you?" saith Messire Gawain. "Damsel," saith the hermit, "Nought will I tell you concerning him, for and yet was he the comeliest knight that saw I ever. He slew a knight "And you, Messire Gawain?" saith she. "Sir," saith she, "Will you tell me no more of him, nor none other "Yea," saith Messire Gawain, "in such wise she carried it." "Carried she still her arm slung at her neck?" brought it me, and I made him great joy, but when he told me his name "Of a long while," saith the damsel, "hath she borne it thus." was Arthur I had no fainness of the bounty he had done me, for that he that may tell me tidings of him." "Yea, lady," saith he, "It is but just now sithence that I left her." and he went back for the same and set himself in sore peril. He "Sir," saith the damsel, "You are of kindred to the worst King that is." within the bar right hardily. I asked him for the head of the knight "Sir," saith the hermit, "how are you named?" "In no wise," saith the hermit. "I speak," saith she, "of King Arthur, through whom is all the world "And the damsel of the Car, Sir, have you seen her?" hatred of him hate I a knight that found me nigh S. Augustine's Chapel, this chapel twice, not once only, within this twelvemonth." made worser, for he began doing well and now hath become evil. For "Damsel," saith he, "As fainly would I see him as you, but none find I "Sir," saith he, "Gawain am I called, King Arthur's nephew." I know not of a certainty where he is, save this, that he hath lain in

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