through the underwood that was between us; but it seemed me that the have mercy! Already have you given me back the castle whereof this XVI. the damsel for he supposeth certainly that it is she to whom he gave Serpent's pit was, wherein the knight was minded to set her. She cried along the way that the knight had come, thinking that he would go after that so far from doing so, he rather waxed sore wroth for that they put her into the Serpent's pit. An old knight and a priest went after claspeth her two hands together and saith, "Ha, Sir, for God's sake slain them." So soon as the damsel seeth Perceval, she knoweth him again. She of the scourge to make her be still. Perceval had no will to tarry heareth the voice of the damsel, that was in a great valley where the damsel was bemoaning her for the son of the Widow Lady that had given of the forest and the thickest. He bideth awhile and listeneth and the knight to pray him have mercy on the damsel, but so cruel is he, her in such fashion. He hath ridden until he is come into the deepest her back her castle, and the knight said that for love of him he would back her castle, and would fain know what knight it is that entreateth knight would reave me." right loud for mercy, and wept, and the knight gave her great strokes longer, but rather cometh thither as fast as he may. The horse whereon Perceval sat, the knight knew him. prayed it of him, and made cheer and semblant as though he would have by the launde on the one side and he on the other, so that I espied him The knight departed from Perceval and taketh leave and Perceval goeth a damsel against her will, beating her with a great scourge. I passed