Here the story is silent of Lancelot, and saith that Messire Gawain
goeth a great pace riding, and prayeth God that He will so counsel him
that he may find the knight. He rideth until the day cometh to
decline, and he lay in the house of a hermit in the forest, that lodged
him well.
"Sir," saith the hermit to Messire Gawain, "Whom do you go seek?"
"Sir," saith he, "I am in quest of a knight that I would see right
gladly."
"Sir," saith the hermit, "In this neighbourhood will you find no
knight."
"Wherefore not?" saith Messire Gawain, "Be there no knights in this
country?"
"There was wont to be plenty," saith the hermit, "But now no longer are
there any, save one all alone in a castle and one all alone on the sea
that have chased away and slain all the others."
"And who is the one of the sea?" saith Messire Gawain.
"Sir," saith the hermit, "I know not who he is, save only that the sea
is hard by here, where the ship runneth oftentimes wherein the knight
is, and he repaireth to an island that is under the castle of the Queen
of the Maidens, from whence he chased an uncle of his that warred upon
the castle, and the other knights that he had chased thence and slain
were helping his uncle, so that now the castle is made sure. And the
knights that might flee from this forest and this kingdom durst not
repair thither for the knight, for they dread his hardiment and his
great might, sith that they know well they might not long endure
against him."
"Sir," saith Messire Gawain, "Is it so long a space sithence that he
hath haunted the sea?"
"Sir," saith the hermit, "It is scarce more than a twelvemonth."
"And how nigh is this to the sea?" saith Messire Gawain.
"Sir," saith the hermit, "It is not more than two leagues Welsh. When I
have gone forth to my toil, many a time have I seen the ship run close
by me, and the knight, all armed, within, and meseemed he was of right
great comeliness, and had as passing proud a look as any lion. But I
can well tell you never was knight so dreaded in this kingdom as is he.
The Queen of the Maidens would have lost her castle ere now but for
him. Nor never sithence that he hath chased his uncle from the island,
hath he entered the Queen's castle even once, but from that time forth
hath rather rowed about the sea and searched all the islands and
stricken down all the proud in such sort that he is dreaded and warily
avoided throughout all the kingdoms. The Queen of the Maidens is right
sorrowful for that he cometh not to her castle, for so dear she holdeth
him of very love, that and he should come and she might keep him so
that he should never issue forth again, she would sooner lock him up
with her there safe within."
"Know you." saith Messire Gawain, "what shield the knight beareth?"
"Sir," saith the hermit, "I know not now to blazon it, for nought know
I of arms. Three score years and more have I been in this hermitage,
yet never saw I this kingdom before so dismayed as is it now."
Messire Gawain lay the night therewithin, and departed when he had
heard mass. He draweth him as nigh the sea as he may, and rideth along
beside the shore and many a time draweth rein to look forth if he might
see the knight's ship. But nowhere might he espy it. He hath ridden
until he cometh to the castle of the Queen of the Maidens. When she
knew that it was Messire Gawain, she made thereof great joy, and
pointed him out the island whither Perceval had repaired, and from
whence he had driven his uncle.
"Sir," saith she to Messire Gawain, "I plain me much of him, for never
hath he been fain to enter herewithin, save the one time that he did
battle with his uncle, but ever sithence hath he made repair to this
island and rowed about this sea."
"Lady," saith Messire Gawain, "and whereabout may he be now?"
"Sir, God help me," saith she, "I know not, for I have not seen him now
of a long space, and no earthly man may know his intent nor his desire,
nor whitherward he may turn."
Messire Gawain is right sorrowful for that he knoweth not where to seek
him albeit he hath so late tidings of him. He lay at the castle and
was greatly honoured, and on the morrow he heard mass and took leave of
the Queen, and rideth all armed beside the seashore, for that the
hermit had told him, and the Queen herself, that he goeth oftener by
sea than by land. He entereth into a forest that was nigh the sea, and
seeth a knight coming a great gallop as if one were chasing him to slay
him.
"Sir knight," saith Messire Gawain, "Whither away so fast?"
"Sir, I am fleeing from the knight that hath slain all the others."
"And who is the knight?" saith Messire Gawain.
"I know not who he is," saith the knight, "But and you go forward you
are sure to find him."
"Meseemeth," saith Messire Gawain, "that I have seen you aforetime."
"Sir," saith he, "So have you! I am the Knight Coward that you met in
the forest there where you conquered the knight of the shield party
black and white, and I am man of the Damsel of the Car. Wherefore I
pray you for God's sake that you do me no hurt, for the knight that I
found down yonder hath a look so fierce that I thought I was dead when
I saw it."
"Need you fear nought of me," saith Messire Gawain, "For I love your
damsel well."
"Sir," saith the knight, "I would that all the other knights would say
as much in respect of me, for no fear have I save for myself alone."