Part 10 (2/2)
[Sidenote: _Lynette telleth Sir Gareth of Sir Percevant._]
Quoth Lynette: ”Wit you that that central pavilion belongeth to Sir Percevant of Hind, for well do I know the device embroidered upon his banner. And I have to tell you that Sir Percevant is one of the very greatest of the knights champion of this realm and that he hath fought many battles with some of the chiefest Knights of the Round Table and hath come forth with great credit in all those encounters. Now, Beaumains, this is a very different sort of knight from any of those with whom you have hitherto had to do, wherefore be you advised that it is not meet for a kitchen knave to have to do in such an adventure as this. So turn you about and get you gone or else of a surety some great ill will befall you in this affair.”
Then Sir Gareth looked very calmly upon Lynette and he said: ”Lady, it may well be that a man who a.s.sumeth to have credit and honor may fail in an undertaking of this sort, but when have you ever heard that such a man of credit or of honor hath withdrawn him from an adventure because there is great danger in it?”
Then Lynette laughed and she said: ”Hah, Beaumains, thou speakest with a very high spirit for one who is but a kitchen knave. Now if harm befalleth thee because of this undertaking, blame thyself therefor.” And Sir Gareth said: ”So will I do, and rest you well a.s.sured, fair damsel, that never shall I blame you for that or for anything else that may befall me.” And at that Lynette laughed again.
Then Sir Gareth drew rein and turned downhill to where were those pavilions aforesaid, and so they all three descended from the height into the valley and so came toward that fair meadow wherein the silken tents had been erected.
Now as they drew near to the pavilions, they beheld several esquires who were sitting at a bench playing at dice. These, beholding Sir Gareth coming in that wise with the fair damsel and the dwarf, they all arose, and he that was chief among them said: ”Sir, what knight are you, and what is your degree, and why come you hitherward?” Him answered Sir Gareth, saying: ”Friend, it matters not who I am saving only that I am of sufficient worth. As for my business, it is to have speech with Sir Percevant of Hind, the lord of this company.”
Quoth the esquire: ”Sir, you cannot come past this way nor may you have speech with Sir Percevant of Hind without first making known your name and your degree, for otherwise you come upon him at your peril.” Then Sir Gareth laughed, and said, ”Say you so?” and therewith he drave past all those esquires and Lynette and the dwarf went with him and no one dared to stay him. So they came to the pavilion of Sir Percevant and Sir Percevant was within his pavilion at that time.
Now before the pavilion there was a tall painted post set into the ground, and upon the post there hung a great s.h.i.+eld, bearing upon it the device of a leopard couchant in black and white, and so Sir Gareth perceived that this was the s.h.i.+eld of Sir Percevant.
Then Sir Gareth drew his sword and he went forward and smote the s.h.i.+eld such a blow that it rang like thunder beneath the stroke that he gave it.
Therewith came Sir Percevant of Hind out of his pavilion and his countenance was all aflame with anger and he cried out very fiercely: ”Messire, who are you who dare to smite my s.h.i.+eld in that wise?”
[Sidenote: _Sir Gareth challengeth Sir Percevant._]
But Sir Gareth sat his horse very calmly, and he said: ”Messire, I struck your s.h.i.+eld for to call you forth so that I might have speech with you. As for my name, I will not tell you that nor my degree. But if you would know these things, I bid you for to ask them of this lady who is my companion.”
Then Sir Percevant turned him to Lynette, and he said, ”Damsel, who is this knight?” And Lynette said: ”Sir, I know not otherwise than that he is a kitchen knave of King Arthur's court who hath clothed himself in armor. He is called Beaumains, and fain would I have been rid of him several times, but could not; for ever he followeth me, and, maugre my wishes, will ever serve as my champion.”
Then Sir Percevant turned unto Sir Gareth with great anger and he said: ”Sir, I know not what is this jest that you and your damsel seek to put upon me, but this I do know, that since you have appointed her to speak for you, and since she declareth you to be a kitchen knave, so must I believe you to be. Wherefore, unless you straightway declare your name and your degree to me upon your own account, and unless you prove to me that you are otherwise than this damsel sayeth, I shall straightway have you stripped of your armor and shall have you bound and beaten with cords for this affront that you have put upon my s.h.i.+eld.”
Then Sir Gareth spake very calmly, saying: ”Sir, that would be a pity for you to do, for I have to tell you that, whether I be a kitchen knave or no, nevertheless I have had to do with several good and worthy knights of fair repute. For I have to tell you that one of these knights was Sir Launcelot of the Lake and that he made me knight. And I have to tell you that another one of these was your own brother, Sir Perard, whom I overcame yesterday in battle and whom I would have slain only that this damsel besought his life at my hands. And I have to tell you that Sir Perard is even now upon his way to the court of King Arthur, there to pay his duty to the King upon my demand upon him to that end.”
Then Sir Percevant cleared his brow of its anger, and he said: ”Sir, I perceive from all that you tell me that you are some knight of very good quality and merit. Wherefore I will withdraw that which I said and will do you battle because you have struck my s.h.i.+eld. And it will go hard with me but I shall serve you in such a way as shall well wipe out that affront in your warm red blood. For I promise you that I shall not let or stay in the battle against you.”
So spake Sir Percevant and straightway he withdrew him into his tent and several of the knights who were his companions and several esquires who had gathered about in this while of talk, went into his pavilion with him and there aided him to don his armor and to fit himself for battle.
[Sidenote: _Of the meadow of battle._]
So anon Sir Percevant came forth again in all wise prepared for that battle. And his esquires brought to him a n.o.ble horse as white as milk and they a.s.sisted him to mount thereon. And Sir Percevant took a great spear into his hand and so turned and led the way toward a fair smooth level lawn of gra.s.s whereon two knights might well run atilt against one another. And all they who were of that company followed Sir Percevant and Sir Gareth to that lawn of gra.s.s, and the damsel Lynette and the dwarf Axatalese went thither along with the others.
So coming to that place a marshal of the lists was appointed, and thereafter each knight was a.s.signed a certain station by that marshal.
Then, everything being duly prepared, the word for the a.s.sault was given, and each knight launched forth against the other with all the speed with which he was able to drive. So they met in the midst of the course with a great roar and cras.h.i.+ng of wood and metal and in that encounter the spear of each knight was broken into small pieces and the horse of each staggered back from beneath the blow and would have fallen had not the knight rider recovered him with rein and spur and voice.
[Sidenote: _Sir Gareth doeth battle with Sir Percevant._]
Then each knight leaped down from his horse and drew his sword and rushed to the a.s.sault afoot with all the fierceness of two wild boars engaged in battle. And thereupon they fell to las.h.i.+ng such blows at one another that even they who looked on from a distance were affrighted at the violence and the uproar of that a.s.sault. For the two champions fought very fiercely, and the longer they fought the more fiercely they did battle. And in a little while the armor of each was all stained red, and the ground upon which they fought was all besprinkled with red, yet neither knight had any thought of yielding to the other in any whit or degree, but still each fought on with ever-increasing fury against the other.
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