"Damsel," saith the king, "Messire Gawain will do his pleasure and I
mine. Strange shall I not be in respect of you, nor toward other
damsels; rather shall they be honoured on my part so long as I live,
and I myself will be at your commandment."
"Sir," saith she, "Gramercy greatly. I pray you, therefore, that you
be my knight at the tournament."
"Damsel, this ought I not to refuse you, and right glad at heart shall
I be and I may do aught that shall please you; for all knights ought to
be at pains for the sake of dame or damsel."
"Sir," saith she, "what is your name?"