good pace. For there was neither Sir Tristram, neither
Sir Dinas, nor Sir Fergus, that would Sir Sadok any evil will. Then was
King Mark wroth, and thought to destroy Sir Alisander and Sir Sadok that
had saved him; for King Mark dreaded and hated Alisander most of any man
living.

When Sir Tristram understood that Alisander was made knight, anon
forthwithal he sent him a letter, praying him and charging him that he
would draw him to the court of King Arthur, and that he put him in
the rule and in the hands of Sir Launcelot. So this letter was sent to
Alisander from his cousin, Sir Tristram. And at that time he thought to
do after his commandment. Then King Mark called a knight that brought
him the tidings from Alisander, and bade him abide still in that
country. Sir, said that knight, so must I do, for in my own country I
dare not come. No force, said King Mark, I shall give thee here double
as much lands as ever thou hadst of thine own. But within short space
Sir Sadok met with that false knight, and slew him. Then was King Mark
wood wroth out of measure. Then he sent unto Queen Morgan le Fay, and
to the Queen of North-galis, praying them in his letters that they two
sorceresses would set all the country in fire with ladies that were
enchantresses, and by such that were dangerous knights, as Malgrin,
Breuse Saunce Pite, that by no mean Alisander le Orphelin should escape,
but either he should be taken or slain. This ordinance made King Mark
for to destroy Alisander.

CHAPTER XXXVI. How Sir Alisander won the prize at a tournament, and of
Morgan le Fay: and how he fought with Sir Malgrin, and slew him.

NOW turn we again unto Sir Alisander, that at his departing his mother
took with him his father's bloody shirt. So that he bare with him always
till his death day, in tokening to think of his father's death. So was
Alisander purposed to ride to London, by the counsel of Sir Tristram,
to Sir Launcelot. And by fortune he went by the seaside, and rode wrong.
And there he won at a tournament the gree that King Carados made. And
there he smote down King Carados and twenty of his knights, and also Sir
Safere, a good knight that was Sir Palomides' brother, the good knight.
All this saw a damosel, and saw the best knight joust that ever she saw.
And ever as he smote down knights he made them to swear to wear none
harness in a twelvemonth and a day. This is well said, said Morgan
le Fay, this is the knight that I would fai