to Sir Ewaine: "Messire, as we are going to the court of the King, will
you not join our company with your fair Lady of the Fountain to
accompany us? Certes it is that there would be great joy at court if so
be we would all return together in that wise."

To this Sir Ewaine said: "Sir, that would indeed be a very good thing
for us to do, and we will be glad to go with you as you ask us."

[Sidenote: _They all depart from the castle of the Fountain._]

So straightway they of that place of the Fountain began to prepare
themselves for journey, and three days after all the court of Sir
Launcelot and his lady and all the court of Sir Ewaine and his lady made
their departure from the Valley of the Fountain and betook their way
toward Camelot.

Now the way they took led them toward that mound whereon sat that
gigantic black man herding his cattle. And when this being perceived all
those people passing that way, he sat there and laughed like to the
pealing of thunder, though why he laughed not one of them wist, for
there was naught of mirth to be seen in their progression. Yet ever that
great black creature laughed and laughed until they had passed by and
gone, still leaving him laughing in that wise.

[Sidenote: _The Lady Vivien hath vanished._]

And as they went still farther along that way they came by and by to
where was the valley of the Lady Vivien. And they looked for that castle
of the Lady Vivien whereunto Sir Ewaine had twice come as aforetold and,
lo! it had entirely disappeared. Yea, there was not to be seen nor stick
nor stone nor sign of it anywhere, and at that they all greatly
marvelled, much wondering what had become of that enchanted place.

Nor was it ever known what had become of it, nor was it ever known
whether the enchantress had wearied of her mischiefs, or whether she
feared the anger of so many who had now been raised up against her. Only
this was known to be true, that she had betaken herself and her court
and her castle altogether away from that place, nor was she seen there
any more again.

Moreover, it is to be said at this place that from that time forth the
enchantment of the fountain was removed and the cup and the slab of
stone disappeared from where they lay, and thenceforward they of the
valley were at peace. So endeth that part of the story of the Fountain.

[Sidenote: _They behold Camelot again._]

Now when that noble concourse of knights and ladies who were in
attendance upon