_How Sir Percivale saw a ship coming to him-ward, and how the lady of
the ship told him of her disheritance._
By that Sir Percivale had abiden there till midday he saw a ship come
rowing in the sea as all the wind of the world had driven it. And so it
drove under that rock. And when Sir Percivale saw this, he hied him
thither, and found the ship covered with silk more blacker than any
bier, and therein was a gentlewoman of great beauty, and she was
clothed richly that none might be better. And when she saw Sir
Percivale, she said, Who brought you in this wilderness where ye be
never like to pass hence? for ye shall die here for hunger and
mischief. Damsel, said Sir Percivale, I serve the best man of the
world, and in his service he will not suffer me to die, for who that
knocketh shall enter, and who that asketh shall have, and who that
seeketh him, he hideth him not. But then she said, Sir Percivale wot ye
what I am? Yea, said he. Now who taught you my name? said she. Now,
said Sir Percivale, I know you better than ye ween. And I came out of
the waste forest, where I found the red knight with the white shield,
said the damsel. Ah damsel, said he, with that knight would I meet
passing fain. Sir, said she, and ye will ensure me, by the faith that
ye owe unto knighthood, that ye shall do my will what time I summon
you, I shall bring you unto that knight. Yea, said he, I shall promise
you to fulfil your desire. Well, said she, now shall I tell you, I saw
him in the forest chasing two knights to a water, the which is called
Mortaise, and he drove them into that water for dread of death, and the
two knights passed over, and the red knight passed after, and there his
horse was drenched, and he through great strength escaped unto the
land. Thus she told him, and Sir Percivale was passing glad thereof.
Then she asked him if he had eaten any meat late? Nay madam, truly I
ate no meat nigh these three days, but late here I spake with a good
man that fed me with his good words and holy, and refreshed me greatly.
Ah, sir knight, said she, that same man is an enchanter, and a
multiplier of words. For, and ye believe him, ye shall plainly be
shamed, and die in this rock for pure hunger, and be eaten with wild
beasts, and ye be a young man and a goodly knight, and I shall help you
and ye will. What are ye? said Sir Percivale, that proffereth me thus
great kindness. I am, said she, a gentlewoman that am disherited, which
was sometime the richest woman of the world. Damsel, said Sir
Percivale, who hath disherited you, for I have great pity of you? Sir,
said she, I dwelled with the greatest man of the world, and he made me
so fair and so clear that there was none like me, and of that great
beauty I had a little pride, more than I ought to have had. Also, I
said a word that pleased him not. And then he would not suffer me to be
any longer in his company, and so drove me from mine heritage, and so
disherited me, and he had never pity of me nor of none of my council,
nor of my court. And sithen, sir knight, it hath befallen me so, and
through me and mine I have taken from him many of his men, and made
them to become my men. For they ask never nothing of me but I give it
them, that and much more. Thus I and all my servants war against him
night and day. Therefore I know now no good knight, nor no good man,
but I get them on my side and I may. And for that I know that thou art
a good knight, I beseech you to help me. And for ye be a fellow of the
Round Table, wherefore ye ought not to fail no gentlewoman which is
disherited, and she besought you of help.