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me in such sort as you see." he sore grieved. He meeteth a knight that came from that part, and he body that lieth therein to God and His sweet Mother; then findeth he the Hard Rock. I thought to help to rescue him, but they have wounded Lancelot was in the chapel until the morrow before the tomb. The mass for the soul of the Queen and her son. Lancelot heareth them with rather, that the worshipful man is of good life who will keep watch in XIII. "Are they ever so far away?" saith Lancelot. seemeth to be right weary. knights, is leading away Messire Ywain li Aoutres toward the castle of hermits and looketh at the coffin right tenderly. He commendeth the images of Our Lady. No wish had he once to depart thence before the hermits apparelled them to do the service that they chanted each day, "Sir, they will pass just now at the head of this forest; and so you was wounded full sore. Lancelot asketh him whence he cometh, and he without the chapel his horse accoutred ready, and mounteth forthwith, such manner throughout the night without drink or meat, for all that he and departeth, and looketh at the place and the chapel so long as he are fain to go thither, I will return with you right willingly and help did. The good men durst not force him against his will; they say, may see them. He hath ridden so far that he is come nigh Cardoil, and day, and he would fain that the night should last far longer than it right good will. When the masses were sung, he taketh leave of the saith, "Sir, from towards Cardoil. Kay the Seneschal, with two other you to the best I may." findeth the land wasted and desolate, and the towns burnt, whereof is