and so rode of a long while until he had left his mother's castle far "Sir," saith Perceval, "Your brother had not deserved his death, head of the forest. He harboured him therein, and the knight showed man slew mine own brother towards the Deep Forest not long since, and Perceval was little glad of these tidings, for that he had sent him on. Perceval seeth that the knight is a right simple man, and that he Camelot, and had it adorned of rich vestments, and stablished a "Fair Sir," saith Perceval, "Know you who slew him?" Perceval was departed from Camelot and entered into the great forest, "Certes, Sir," saith the knight, "I have no right to be, for a certain upon a horse that had been Aristor's, and whereon another knight had "Sir," saith he, "Meseemeth you are not over joyous." place been so builded up as that there is an abbey there and folk of sigheth from time to time. behind, and came toward evening to the hold of a knight that was at the Knight's lion had maimed his own." "Fair Sir, it was one of Aristor's knights, for that he was sitting religion, and many bear witness that there it is still, right fair. chaplain that should sing mass there every day. Sithence then hath the XII. that had been slain on account of the horse. slain him, and a hermit had lent him to my brother for that the Red "No, Sir, I know it all of a truth, but another, that slew the Red methinketh, for it was not he that slew the knight." no right have I to be glad, for a worshipful man was he and a loyal." him much honour and made him be unarmed, and brought him a robe to do Knight of the Deep Forest."