. The romance of King Arthur and his knights of the Round table. tshall fight with you. And therewithal he bare the gate wideopen upon the porter, and smote him under his ear with hisgauntlet, that his neck brast a-sunder. HOW SIR MELIAGRANCE REQUIREDFORGIVENESS OF THE QUEEN, ANDHOW SHE APPEASED SIR LAUNCE-LOT, AND HOW SIR LAUNCELOTCAME IN THE NIGHT TO THE QUEEN,AND HOW SIR MELIAGRANCE AP-PEACHED HER OF TREASON. When Sir Meliagranceheard that Sir Launcelot was there he ran unto Queen Guen-ever, and fell upon his knee, and said: Mercy, madam, nowI put me wholly into your grace. What aileth you
. The romance of King Arthur and his knights of the Round table. tshall fight with you. And therewithal he bare the gate wideopen upon the porter, and smote him under his ear with hisgauntlet, that his neck brast a-sunder. HOW SIR MELIAGRANCE REQUIREDFORGIVENESS OF THE QUEEN, ANDHOW SHE APPEASED SIR LAUNCE-LOT, AND HOW SIR LAUNCELOTCAME IN THE NIGHT TO THE QUEEN,AND HOW SIR MELIAGRANCE AP-PEACHED HER OF TREASON. When Sir Meliagranceheard that Sir Launcelot was there he ran unto Queen Guen-ever, and fell upon his knee, and said: Mercy, madam, nowI put me wholly into your grace. What aileth you now ?said Queen Guenever; forsooth I might well wit some goodknight would revenge me, though my lord Arthur wist notof this your work. Madam, said Sir Meliagrance, all this thatis amiss on my part shall be amended right as yourself willdevise, and wholly I put me in your grace. What would yethat I did ? said the queen. I would no more, said Melia-grance, but that ye would take all in your own hands, andthat ye will rule my lord Sir Launcelot; and such cheer as. 434 OF LAUNCELOT AND GUENEVER may be made him in this poor castle ye and he shall haveuntil to-morn, and then may ye and all they return untoWestminster; and my body and all that I have I shall put inyour rule. Ye say well, said the queen, and better is peacethan ever war, and the less noise the more is my worship. Then the queen and her ladies went down unto the knight,Sir Launcelot, that stood wroth out of measure in the innercourt, to abide battle; and ever he bade: Thou traitorknight come forth. Then the queen came to him and said:Sir Launcelot, why be ye so moved. Ha, madam, said SirLauncelot, why ask ye me that question ? Meseemeth, saidSir Launcelot, ye ought to be more wroth than I am, for yehave the hurt and the dishonour, for wit ye well, madam, myhurt is but little for the killing of a mares son, but the despitegrieveth me much more than all my hurt. Truly, said thequeen, ye say truth ; but heartily I thank yo
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