slain, and the fifth also remaineth lying on the piece of ground shent son of the Widow Lady that is in the forest. to the ground dead. The other two knights each smote his man so that sort that he passeth his spear right through his body and beareth him the great dark forest. He rode until he came before a castle, and met on the morrow hath mass sung and burieth him. Perceval made arm two of the old knights with him, then issued forth of the castle and entered "By my faith," saith Perceval, "You have not far to seek. I am here!" Perceval smiteth his horse of his spurs and cometh to the first in such were. They answer, the Lord's of the Moors, and that he goeth seek the sort, and so it might be." have fled, but Perceval preventeth them, and they gave themselves up "If we may deliver him up to our lord, good guerdon shal we have Camelot and presenteth them to his lady mother. "Fair son," saith she, "I should have better loved peace after another warrior, and be at peace with the peaceable." The knights are put in prison. The tidings are come to the Lord of the they wounded them in the body right sore. The other two would fain The Dame maketh shroud the knight, for whom she is full sorrowful, and prisoners for fear of death. He bringeth all four to the castle of Moors that the son of the Widow Lady hath slain one of his knights and "Lady," saith he, "see here the quittance for your knight that was five knights that issued forth all armed. He asked whose men they in like manner as was your own." "Lady," saith he, "Thus is it now. One ought to make war against the XXIX. thereof."