points of their spears, and the twain are both wounded so that the the one toward the other with a great rush, and smite each other on the hold their swords naked and run the one on the other right wrathfully, "Yea, Lady," saith Clamados. "Lady," saith he, "At your pleasure." The Queen is come thither. "Fair nephew," saith she, "Are you badly saith he, "Withdraw yourself back; you have done enough." Perceval goeth to part them and cometh to Meliot of Logres. "Sir," and they melled together on their shields in such sort that they blood rayeth forth of their bodies. The knights draw asunder to take their career, for their spears were broken short, and they come back pierced them and cleft the mail of their habergeons asunder with the horses fall together to the ground all in a heap. The Queen and the these knights." that one slay not the other, for they are sore wounded." "Certes," saith the Queen, "this grieveth me, but never yet saw I been pierced within the flesh, for the habergeons might protect them with such force as they had left. wound he had in his breast was right great. He draweth himself back. not. They hurtle against each other so strongly that knights and Clamados felt that he was sore wounded in two places, and that the "Sir," saith the Queen to Perceval, "Go part these two knights asunder damsels have great pity of the two knights, for they see that they are wounded?" both so passing sore wounded. The two knights rise to their feet and Meliot moveth toward Clamados right swiftly and Clamados toward him, breast with their spears so stiffly that there is none but should have