s that he was a noble knight, and of noble
knights come. Then the King of Ireland was simply purveyed of his
answer; therefore the judges gave him respite by the third day to give
his answer. So the king departed unto his lodging. The meanwhile there
came a lady by Sir Tristram's pavilion making great dole. What aileth
you, said Sir Tristram, that ye make such dole? Ah, fair knight, said
the lady, I am ashamed unless that some good knight help me; for a great
lady of worship sent by me a fair child and a rich, unto Sir Launcelot
du Lake, and hereby there met with me a knight, and threw me down from
my palfrey, and took away the child from me. Well, my lady, said Sir
Tristram, and for my lord Sir Launcelot's sake I shall get you that
child again, or else I shall be beaten for it. And so Sir Tristram took
his horse, and asked the lady which way the knight rode; and then she
told him. And he rode after him, and within a while he overtook that
knight. And then Sir Tristram bade him turn and give again the child.
CHAPTER XXI. How Sir Tristram rescued a child from a knight, and how
Gouvernail told him of King Anguish.
THE knight turned his horse and made him ready to fight. And then Sir
Tristram smote him with a sword such a buffet that he tumbled to the
earth. And then he yielded him unto Sir Tristram. Then come thy way,
said Sir Tristram, and bring the child to the lady again. So he took
his horse meekly and rode with Sir Tristram; and then by the way Sir
Tristram asked him his name. Then he said, My name is Breuse Saunce
Pite. So when he had delivered that child to the lady, he said: Sir, as
in this the child is well remedied. Then Sir Tristram let him go again
that sore repented him after, for he was a great foe unto many good
knights of King Arthur's court.
Then when Sir Tristram was in his pavilion Gouvernail, his man, came and
told him how that King Anguish of Ireland was come thither, and he was
put in great distress; and there Gouvernail told Sir Tristram how King
Anguish was summoned and appealed of murder. So God me help, said Sir
Tristram, these be the best tidings that ever came to me this seven
years, for now shall the King of Ireland have need of my help; for I
daresay there is no knight in this country that is not of Arthur's court
dare do battle with Sir Blamore de Ganis; and for to win the love of the
King of Ireland I will take the battle upon me; and therefore Gouvernail
bring me, I charge thee, t
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