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such was his custom with all them that he took. Perceval rideth one suddenly after mass on account of one of his nephews, Perceval, whom he day, all heavy in thought, and taketh his way as fast as he may toward "Who is it?" saith Perceval. "Sir," say the hermits, "Enter not in, for they are laying out a body the hermitage of his uncle King Hermit. He is come thither on an this rich casket of ivory that you may see, and by none ought he to be the head of a knight that I carry hanging at the bow of my saddle, in "Sir, he was son of your uncle Bruns Brandalis, and were he on live, right grieved at heart, and on the morrow was he at his uncle's burial. Thereupon behold you the damsel that is his. When mass was sung, Perceval would have departed, as he that had great loveth not, and a damsel is laying out the body there within." avenged but by you alone. Discharge me thereof, fair Sir, of your alighteth and goeth to meet them so soon as he seeth them. there." knoweth well and Messire Gawain, for each hath seen me at court along "Who, then, was the knight, damsel?" saith Perceval. II. desire to take vengeance on him that had done him such shame. "Sir," saith she, "Full long time have I been seeking you. Behold here "Sir," say the hermits, "It is the good King Pelles that Aristor slew courtesy, for I have carried it too long a time, and this King Arthur with the head, but they could give me no tidings of you, and my castle When Perceval heard the news or his uncle that is dead, thereof was he may I not have again until such time as he be avenged." eventide, and seeth three hermits issued forth of the hermitage. He

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