wherefore he redoubled his hardiment and his wrath waxed more and more. of their swords the while he defended himself as best he might. He from him by force, whereat Lancelot much marvelled. He swingeth it not. Thereby well knoweth he that the dwarf hath made away with him, dead and the damsel that was their cousin. Sore buffets they dealt him and slew her, whereof he was right sorrowful, howsoever she might have at his bed's head and cometh toward the master of the knights at a above him, and the four knights come back upon him. He thinketh to thereof. And the dwarf crieth out to them: "Lords, now shall it be hands and holdeth it fast with his arm right against his flank and fallen on one of the knights caught the damsel right through the head grippeth it to him right strait; albeit she would fain snatch it again VI. through the body so that the lance passeth a fathom beyond, and beareth goeth thither where he thinketh to find his horse; but him findeth he They run upon him again on all sides, but maugre all their heads he him to the ground dead. His spear broke as he drew it back. He runneth to the damsel that held the sword, and wresteth it forth of her great sweep, and smiteth him so fiercely that he thrusteth him right thinking to hold Lancelot fast, and thereby the blow that should have seen how you will avenge the sore mischief done you. So help me God, great shame may you have and you cannot conquer a single knight." held, the one he prized above all other. He taketh his lance that was wrought against him. And the knights were not to be lightly apaid when they saw their lord smite one with the sword, when the damsel leapeth in between them, When the four knights saw the damsel dead, right grieved were they