pon the stag.
And the last dog that was let loose was the favourite dog of Arthur.
Cavall was his name. And he left all the other dogs behind him, and
turned the stag. And at the second turn, the stag came towards the
hunting party of Arthur. And Arthur set upon him. And before he could
be slain by any other, Arthur cut off his head. Then they sounded the
death horn for slaying, and they all gathered round.

Then came Kadyrieith to Arthur, and spoke to him. "Lord," said he,
"behold yonder is Gwenhwyvar, and none with her save only one maiden."
"Command Gildas the son of Caw, and all the scholars of the Court," said
Arthur, "to attend Gwenhwyvar to the palace." And they did so.

Then they all set forth, holding converse together concerning the head of
the stag, to whom it should be given. One wished that it should be given
to the lady best beloved by him, and another to the lady whom he loved
best. And all they of the household and the knights disputed sharply
concerning the head. And with that they came to the palace. And when
Arthur and Gwenhwyvar heard them disputing about the head of the stag,
Gwenhwyvar said to Arthur, "My lord, this is my counsel concerning the
stag's head; let it not be given away until Geraint the son of Erbin
shall return from the errand he is upon." And Gwenhwyvar told Arthur
what that errand was. "Right gladly shall it be so," said Arthur. And
thus it was settled. And the next day Gwenhwyvar caused a watch to be
set upon the ramparts for Geraint's coming. And after mid-day they
beheld an unshapely little man upon a horse, and after him, as they
supposed, a dame or a damsel, also on horseback, and after her a knight
of large stature, bowed down, and hanging his head low and sorrowfully,
and clad in broken and worthless armour.

And before they came near to the gate, one of the watch went to
Gwenhwyvar, and told her what kind of people they saw, and what aspect
they bore. "I know not who they are," said he. "But I know," said
Gwenhwyvar, "this is the knight whom Geraint pursued, and methinks that
he comes not here by his own free will. But Geraint has overtaken him,
and avenged the insult to the maiden to the uttermost." And thereupon,
behold a porter came to the spot where Gwenhwyvar was. "Lady," said he,
"at the gate there is a knight, and I saw never a man of so pitiful an
aspect to look upon as he. Miserable and broken is the armour that he
wears, and the hue of blood