is there in the world so good but he thinketh himself of more worth "Sir," saith she, "The Deep Forest there, where the Red Knight leadeth as I do him, as I have been told, and Lord God grant, howsoever he may "Sir, the Knight of the Deep Forest that leadeth the lion, foully in were here, you and another, or you the third, he would come now at of me and of none other. Right glad shall I be and I may find the when he slew a holy man, a hermit that never wished him ill on account the lion, is towards the castle of Aristor, and, or ever you come by "Most disloyal was this knight, and foully was he fain to avenge him more willingly than all the men in the world, for he was slain on my would have been one of the best knights in the world." treason there where he thought him safe. For had he been armed in like knight, and so, methinketh, will he be of me, for me he hateth as much whensoever he may!" "Damsel," said Perceval, "This grieveth me that he hath slain him, and manner as was the other, he would not have slain him." "Sir," saith the damsel, "So outrageous a knight is he that no knight III. take it, that I may find him betimes." once, were he in place and free." adventure into the forest, you may well hear some tidings of him!" "Damsel," saith Perceval, "God give him mischief of his coming, come "And who slew him, damsel?" saith Perceval. than he, and sith that he hateth you with a will, and he knew that you it grieveth me likewise of mine uncle King Hermit, whom I would avenge account." BRANCH XXXII.