"Sir," saith King Arthur, "And what became of King Gorlois?"
"Sir." saith he, "The King slew him on the morrow of the night he lay
with his wife, and so forthwith espoused Queen Ygerne, and in such
manner as I tell you was King Arthur conceived in sin that is now the
best King in the world."
King Arthur hath heard this as concerning his birth that he knew not,
and is a little shamed thereof and confounded on account of Messire
Gawain and Lancelot. He himself marvelleth much thereof, and much it
misliketh him that the priest hath said so much. They lay the night in
the hold, and so departed thence on the morrow when they had heard
mass. Lancelot and Messire Gawain, that thought they knew the forest,
found the land so changed and different that they knew not whither they
were become, and such an one as should come into the land that had been
King Fisherman's, and he should come again another time within forty
days, should not find the castle within a year.