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"Sir," saith the hermit, "He will be of right your man, wherefore ought "Look, Sir," saith the hermit, "Is he not right pitiful? He offereth you to counsel him and help him, for through you came his mother by her "Fair sir, are you he?" saith the hermit. cometh to Messire Gawain, and Messire Gawain receiveth him between his a rich earl of the kingdom of Logres." "Sir," saith the hermit, "He saith true, for his mother was daughter of II. arms. "Sir," saith the child, "Welcome may you be!" "Sir, I am called Meliot of Logres." death, and right sore need will he have of your succour." The child kneeleth before him and holdeth up his joined hands. Messire Gawain, "Both your honour and your homage receive I gladly, and "God give you growth of honour!" saith Messire Gawain. He kisseth him "Fair nephew," saith the hermit, "See here your desire. Come to him The lad alighteth of the lion and smiteth him with a whip and leadeth my succour and my counsel shall you have so often as you shall have him to the den and maketh the door so that he may not issue forth, and and make him cheer." you his homage." need thereof. But fain would I know your name?" Messire Gawain was well harboured the night and lay in a right fair "So men call me," saith Messire Gawain, "And the lady saw I slain in the forest, whereof was I sore an-angered." and maketh cheer with him right sweetly. III. And Messire Gawain setteth his hands within his own: "Certes," saith

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