"Kay," saith the King, "Come forward, there is no need of this."
Messire Kay the Seneschal cometh to the dais before the King, whereon
was the coffer, and taketh it right boldly and setteth one of his hands
below it and the other above. The coffer opened as soon as he clapped
hand thereon, and the head within could be seen all openly. A passing
delicate-savoured smell and right sweet issued therefrom, so that not a
knight in the hall but smelt it.
"Sir," saith Kay to the King, "Now may you know that some prowess and
some hardiment have I done in your service, nor might none of your
knights that you prize so highly open the coffer this day, nor would
you have known this day who is therein for them! But now you know it
by me, and therefore of so much ought you to be well pleased with me!"