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The damsel maketh Perceval sit at meat. When he had washen, he thought "Lady," saith Perceval, "Well meseemeth that he who shall win the cup The Sick Knight heard her and had great joy thereof. whither he that shall win it may command, and if he would fain it that the lady should have come to sit beside him, but she would not XX. me, and knew how needful it were to me, they would promise me the cup." She goeth to her lord and saith to him: "Sir," saith she, "Now may you lord's manner. Howbeit, he lay the night in the hold, and, on the or Messire Gawain, that, and they won it, so they remembered them of by prize of arms will be right courteous and he send it to you, and God take heed you sit not otherwise than you are wont." disobey her lord's commandment. When Perceval was set at the table and "Sir," saith she, "Methinketh well, so Lancelot were there, either he it, for greater prize now long since have they won." he had been served of the first meats, thereupon the lady went to sit should be given to another rather than to himself." "Sir," saith she, "I will not." assembly, and the knight that followeth the damsel is bound to carry it "Lady," saith Perceval, "By one of these twain ought you well to have be more joyous than is your wont, for that your brother hath his land to give it to the best knight, and him that shall do best at the "Go!" saith he to his wife, "and do great honour to the knight, but but he was not minded to speak, for she had told him somewhat of her grant that he that hath it may do you such bounty as you desire." with the squires. Perceval was much shamed that she should sit below, again all quit. For the knight that is within was at the reconquering."

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