VII. forest, and knew not how the land lay nor the paths therein. He rode going." postern gate whereby one entered, and it was not made fast for the beholdeth this evil folk, that were so foul and huge and hideous, it led to an orchard that was at a corner of the forest, where there was a night. And the orchard was well enclosed with walls. Lancelot entered not whither he was arrived. He laid his shield for a pillow and his arms at his side and fell on sleep. But, had he known where it was he and had no power to hurt him. He is issued forth of the grave-yard and Of this was Lancelot not sorry. He taketh leave of the damsel, that one of them that are there yonder can do you evil nor hinder you of in and made fast the entrance, then took off his horse's bridle and let fair and clear. He found the hermit there where he had heard mass, for the abundance of trees and the darkness of the night, and so knew then ate a little, then departed and rode the day long until setting of the sun, but could find no hold on the one side nor the other wherein departeth grudgingly, garnisheth him again of his arms, then mounteth had come, little sleep would he have had, for he was close to the goeth his way through the forest until daylight appeared about him, him feed on the grass. He might not espy the castle that was hard by again on his horse and goeth his way right through the grave-yard. He he might lodge, and so was benighted in the forest. seemed as if they would devour everything. They made way for Lancelot, until he found a little causeway, and there was a path at the side that Lancelot knew not which way to turn, for he had not often been in the "But now am I taken in a trap, for, so long as you have the sword, not