ould tell the king, and the queen, and all the
fellowship-of the Round Table, as they had desired him. So when Sir
Melion came to the court of King Arthur he told the king, and the queen,
and all the fellowship of the Round Table, what Sir Bors had said of Sir
Launcelot. Then Sir Gawaine, Sir Uwaine, Sir Sagramore le Desirous, Sir
Aglovale, and Sir Percivale de Galis took upon them by the great desire
of King Arthur, and in especial by the queen, to seek throughout all
England, Wales, and Scotland, to find Sir Launcelot, and with them
rode eighteen knights mo to bear them fellowship; and wit ye well, they
lacked no manner of spending; and so were they three and twenty knights.

Now turn we to Sir Launcelot, and speak we of his care and woe, and what
pain he there endured; for cold, hunger, and thirst, he had plenty. And
thus as these noble knights rode together, they by one assent departed,
and then they rode by two, by three, and by four, and by five, and
ever they assigned where they should meet. And so Sir Aglovale and Sir
Percivale rode together unto their mother that was a queen in those
days. And when she saw her two sons, for joy she wept tenderly. And then
she said: Ah, my dear sons, when your father was slain he left me four
sons, of the which now be twain slain. And for the death of my noble
son, Sir Lamorak, shall my heart never be glad. And then she kneeled
down upon her knees to-fore Aglovale and Sir Percivale, and besought
them to abide at home with her. Ah, sweet mother, said Sir Percivale, we
may not, for we be come of king's blood of both parties, and therefore,
mother, it is our kind to haunt arms and noble deeds. Alas, my sweet
sons, then she said, for your sakes I shall lose my liking and lust,
and then wind and weather I may not endure, what for the death of your
father, King Pellinore, that was shamefully slain by the hands of Sir
Gawaine, and his brother, Sir Gaheris: and they slew him not manly but
by treason. Ah, my dear sons, this is a piteous complaint for me of
your father's death, considering also the death of Sir Lamorak, that
of knighthood had but few fellows. Now, my dear sons, have this in your
mind. Then there was but weeping and sobbing in the court when they
should depart, and she fell a-swooning in midst of the court.

CHAPTER XI. How a servant of Sir Aglovale's was slain, and what
vengeance Sir Aglovale and Sir Percivale did therefore.

AND when she was awaked she sent a squi