KING ARTHUR was exceedingly wrathful against his sister Morgan le Fay,
and because he suspected that her son, Sir Ewaine, was aware of her
plots, he banished him from the court. In this he was wrong, for Sir
Ewaine ever held by his father and King Arthur, and hated his mother’s
treachery. When Sir Gawaine heard that his cousin Ewaine was to be
banished, he made ready to go with him, for he said, “Whoso banisheth my
cousin, banisheth me also.”
So the two set out together, and they rode till they came to a great
forest, and presently they saw a tower in a valley. By the tower were
two knights, armed and on horseback, and twelve fair damsels, who kept
going to and fro by a tree. Gawaine and Ewaine went nearer, and then
they saw that the damsels were throwing mire on a white shield that was
hanging on the tree “Wherefore do you thus offer despite to the shield?”
said Ewaine.
“Sirs,” answered one of the damsels, “there is a knight in this country
that is the owner of this shield, and he is a very good knight of his
hands, but he hates all ladies and gentlewomen, and therefore do we
defile his shield. His name is Sir Marhaus, and he is brother to the
wife of King Anguisance of Ireland.”
“I know him well,” said Sir Ewaine; “he is one of the best knights
living.”
While they spoke, they saw Sir Marhaus riding toward them. Then all the
damsels fled into the tower; but one of the knights of the tower put his
spear in rest, and cried aloud, “Sir Marhaus, defend thee.” Then they
ran together, and Sir Marhaus smote that knight so hard that he hurled
him from his horse and broke his neck. Thereupon the other knight of the
tower came on, and him also Sir Marhaus overthrew. After that he took
down the white shield from the tree and put in its place the one he had
carried before. Then he rode up to Sir Gawaine and Sir Ewaine, and
asked them what they did there. They answered that they came from King
Arthur’s court to seek adventures.
“Well,” said Marhaus, “here am I ready to fulfil any adventure that you
require of me;” and he rode back a little way, to get space to run a
course with them. Sir Ewaine did not wish that they should joust with
him, but Gawaine said they should be shamed if they did not assay him.
Then said Ewaine, “I will meet him first, for I am weaker than you; and
if he smite me down, then you may perchance avenge me.”
So Sir Marhaus and Sir Ewaine came together, and Sir Marhaus smote
down Ewaine, horse and man, and hurt him in the side. Then he turned
to Gawaine, who met him fiercely, but when they came together Gawaine’s
spear broke, and Sir Marhaus overthrew him also. Sir Gawaine sprang
lightly to his feet, and drew his sword, bidding Sir Marhaus alight,
or he would slay his horse. Marhaus dismounted, and tied his horse to
a tree; then he also pulled out his sword, and they fought eagerly
together, giving each other many sore strokes. As it was after nine
o’clock in the morning, Gawaine’s strength ever increased, and Sir
Marhaus marvelled at it. But he was a knight of great prowess, and he
withstood Sir Gawaine mightily. At noon they were still fighting, and
then Gawaine began to grow more feeble, till at last he could no longer
endure.
“Sir,” said Marhaus, “I have well felt that you are a passing good
knight, and a man of marvellous might as ever I met. Our quarrel is not
so great that it need be fought to the death, and I should be loath to
do you hurt, for I perceive you are very feeble.”
“Ah, gentle knight,” said Gawaine, “you are more courteous than I.”
Then they took off their helmets, and kissed one another, and swore that
they would henceforth be as brethren. Then Marhaus asked Gawaine and
Ewaine to lodge with him that night, and he took them to a good lodging
he had near by. As they rode, Gawaine asked him why, being so valiant a
knight, he hated all ladies. But Sir Marhaus said he did not hate all,
but only the damsels of the tower, and such as they, who were nothing
but witches and enchantresses. The two knights lodged with him for a
week, till their wounds were well healed; but when he knew that they
were King Arthur’s nephews, he gave them the best entertainment he
could. When they were whole again, he said he would ride with them
through the forest. So the three travelled for seven days, till they
came to a country that was called Arroy, which was always full of
strange adventures. And as they were riding along, they came to a fair
fountain, at the side of which sat three damsels. One was threescore
years of age, and the second thirty, and the third but fifteen years
of age. The knights saluted them, and asked them why they were sitting
there.
“We are here,” said the eldest damsel, “to show strange adventures to
errant knights. As ye are seeking adventures, each of you must choose
one of us, and go forth by a separate way; and this day twelvemonth we
will all meet here again to tell our adventures.”
To this the knights assented; and Sir Ewaine, because he was the
youngest and the least experienced, chose the eldest damsel. Sir Marhaus
took the second, as her age was the most fitting to his; so the youngest
and fairest was left to Gawaine, of which he was well pleased. Then each
knight took his damsel, and Sir Ewaine took a way that went west, and
Sir Marhaus a way that went south, and Sir Gawaine went north. As he
and his damsel rode, they came to a cross by the wayside, and while they
were there a knight passed them, the fairest and comeliest they had ever
seen, making great moan and sorrow. He saluted Gawaine courteously and
wished him much worship, and Gawaine returned him the like wish.
“Alas!” answered the knight, “that may not be for me.”
Then, as he went on, there came against him ten knights, one after the
other, and he smote them all down with one spear. When they were all on
foot, they went to him, and he sat still as a stone, and suffered them
to pull him off his horse, bind him hand and foot, tie him under his
horse’s belly, and so lead him away.
“Surely,” said Gawaine, “that is a doleful sight, to see that knight so
treated.”
“Sir,” said his damsel, “it would be to your worship and honour to help
that dolorous knight, for he is one of the best knights that ever I saw.”
“I would be glad to help him,” answered Sir Gawaine, “but it seems to me
that he would not have my help.”
But the damsel said sharply, “It seems to me that you have no heart to
help him.” And she was wroth with Gawaine. While they talked there came
two knights armed at all points, one of whom cried out, “Sir Gawaine,
knight of King Arthur, make thou ready to joust with me.” So they ran
together so mightily that both were overthrown. Then they drew their
swords and fought hard together. In the meanwhile, the other knight came
to Gawaine’s damsel, and asked her to abide with him, promising to be
her faithful knight. She said she would go with him, for she liked not
Sir Gawaine, because he would not strive for the knight that was
led away by the ten knights he had overthrown. So while Gawaine was
fighting, the damsel went away with her new companion.
Gawaine and the other knight fought together a long time, and then they
agreed together, and the knight took Gawaine to his manor that was near
by. As they went, Gawaine asked what knight that was who smote down the
ten knights, and afterwards suffered himself to be so shamefully led
away.
“Ah,” said the other, “that is the best knight I ever saw, and I do not
believe there is a better in the world. His name is Sir Pelles, and
he loves a great lady in this country that is called Ettarde. He first
beheld her at a tournament which was held near this place, at which
were many ladies and five hundred knights. He who proved to be the best
knight was to have a good sword, and a circlet of gold to give to the
lady present at the tournament whom he held to be the fairest. Sir
Pelles was by far the best that was there; no man could withstand him,
and each of the three days the tournament lasted he struck down more
than twenty knights. So he won the prize, and forthwith he laid the
circlet at the feet of the Lady Ettarde, and said openly that she
was the fairest, and he would prove it on the body of any knight that
gainsaid him. So he chose her for his sovereign lady, and loved her
exceedingly. But she is very proud, and she made scorn of Sir Pelles,
and said she would never love him. But he followed her to her own manor,
and now he is lodged at a priory near her. Every day she sends knights
to fight with him; but he always puts them to the worse, and then
suffers them to take him prisoner and lead him to her unworthily,
because in no other way can he gain a sight of his lady-love.”
When Gawaine heard this, he was full sorry for the knight Sir Pelles,
and said that the next day he would seek him, and offer him what help he
could. In the morning he took leave of his host, and sought Sir Pelles,
whom he found sorrowing in the forest. Then had they much talk together,
and Sir Pelles told Gawaine all that the other knight had told him the
day before.
“Now,” said Sir Gawaine, “leave off your mourning, and I promise you by
the faith of my body that I will do all that lies in my power to get you
the love of your lady.”
“Ah, my good friend,” said Pelles, “I pray you tell me who you are.”
This Gawaine told him, and Sir Pelles entreated him to do as he had
promised, and not to betray him. To that Gawaine made oath; and then
said he would take Pelles’s horse and armour, and ride to the Lady
Ettarde, saying he had slain Pelles. In this way he would gain access to
her, and would then strive all he could to win her love for his friend.
So they changed horses and armour, and Gawaine rode to Ettarde’s castle.
When he told her that he had slain Pelles, she received him cordially,
the more when he told her his name, and that he was King Arthurs nephew.
She said it was a pity that Pelles was slain, for he was a good knight,
but that while he lived she could never have peace; so she entertained
Gawaine with the best cheer she had.
Now the Lady Ettarde was exceedingly fair, and when Gawaine saw her he
loved her sorely, so that he no longer heeded the oath he had sworn to
Sir Pelles, but wooed the lady for himself, and she was gracious to him.
They lived together in a pavilion outside the castle, for Ettarde no
longer feared Pelles, thinking that he was dead. For three days and
nights they stayed there; and then Sir Pelles, who had been waiting for
Gawaine at his lodging, could endure no longer, but armed himself, and
mounted his horse and rode to the castle. When he came to the pavilion,
both Gawaine and the lady were asleep; and when Pelles saw them, his
heart was like to burst for grief, and also because Gawaine had betrayed
him and forsworn himself. At first he thought to slay them, and drew his
sword; but he could not bring himself to slay them sleeping, so he laid
his naked sword across the lady’s throat, and rode away making great
sorrow. When Ettarde woke and saw the naked sword at her throat, she
knew it was Pelless, and then she perceived that Gawaine had betrayed
her. She gave him many reproaches, and Gawaine could say nothing for
himself, but armed himself and rode away into the forest, well knowing
that he had stained his knightly honour.
But one of the damsels of the lake, named Nimue, met a knight of Sir
Pelles in the forest, and learned all that had passed, and also that
Pelles was lying in his bed, dying out of pure sorrow because he had
been betrayed. So she undertook to heal him, and the knight brought
her to Sir Pelles, and by her enchantments she wrought so that he loved
Ettarde no longer. Also, she brought Ettarde to him, and made her love
him out of measure. When Pelles awoke and saw Ettarde, all the love had
gone out of his heart, and he hated her more than any woman alive, and
said, “Go thy way hence, thou traitress; come no more in my sight.”
So she wept bitterly, and implored him for his love; but he would have
nothing to do with her, and gave his love to the Lady Nimue, who loved
him faithfully in return. And afterwards Ettarde died of grief, but
Pelles lived happily with the lady of the lake.
Of what befell Sir Gawaine after this till the year was out no mention
is made in the old chronicles.
Sir Marhaus, it will be remembered, went with the damsel of thirty years
by a way that led south. The road took them into a thick forest, and
when night fell they knew not where they were. At last they came to a
small lodge in the wood, but the man that dwelt there would not give
them shelter at any price. At last he said, “If you will take the
adventure of your lodging, I will bring you where you will be lodged.”
“What is the adventure?” asked Sir Marhaus.
“That you will know when you come to the place,” answered the other.
“Whatever it may be, do thou show us the place,” said the knight; “for
my lady and I and my horse are all weary, and rest we must have.”
Then the man took them a little way farther to a fair castle, and he
called the porter, and bid him tell his lord that a knight-errant and
a fair damsel were waiting without, and would lodge with him. “Let them
come in,” answered the lord, “but it may happen that they will repent
it.” So then Sir Marhaus and his damsel were shown into a great hall,
where the lord of the castle was, with many young men about him. The
lord asked Sir Marhaus who he was and whence he came.
“Sir,” said Marhaus, “I am a knight of King Arthur’s, and I was born in
Ireland.”
“That will be the worse for thee,” answered the other grimly, “for I
love not thy lord nor the company of the Round Table. Make what cheer
thou canst to-night, for to-morrow thou wilt have to meet me and my six
sons.”
“Is there no other choice but that I must have to do with you and your
six sons all at once?” asked Sir Marhaus.
“No,” answered the lord; “and for this reason, that Sir Gawaine once
slew seven of my sons in an encounter, and I vowed to have my revenge on
any knight of King Arthur’s that might come into my power.”
Then Sir Marhaus asked him his name, and he said he was called the Duke
of the South Marches. “Ah,” said Sir Marhaus, “I have heard of you ere
this as a great foe to King Arthur and all his knights.”
“That shall you feel to-morrow,” said the duke.
So that night Sir Marhaus and his damsel were well lodged, and the next
morning the knight armed himself, and met the duke and his six sons in
the courtyard of the castle. He let them all break a spear upon him,
and never moved; and then with one spear he smote them all from their
saddles. Then he went to the duke, and called on him to yield; but some
of the sons began to recover themselves, and would have set upon Sir
Marhaus. “Bid your sons stand back,” said Sir Marhaus to the duke, “or
I will do the uttermost to you all.” So when the duke saw that otherwise
he could not escape death, he yielded, and bade his sons do the like.
And Sir Marhaus bound them all never more to be foes to King Arthur or
his knights, and at the next Feast of Pentecost to present themselves at
the court and make submission to the king.
After that Sir Marhaus departed, and two days afterwards his damsel
brought him to a place where a great tournament was held. The prize for
the best knight was a circlet of gold worth a thousand byzants. At this
tournament Sir Marhaus did right nobly, and smote down forty knights, so
the prize was awarded to him. Then he and his damsel again rode forth,
and after a long journey they reached the castle of a rich earl named
Fergus. Near by there dwelt a giant called Taulurd, who wrought much
evil against the earl and wasted his lands, and Fergus complained of him
to Sir Marhaus.
“Does he fight on foot or on horseback?” asked the knight.
“On foot,” answered Earl Fergus, “for he is so large that no horse could
bear him.”
“Then will I fight him on foot,” answered Marhaus. And the next day he
went to seek for the giant, and found him sitting under a tree, with
great clubs of iron lying about him. When the giant saw Marhaus coming
he sprang up, seized a club, and rushed against him. His first blow was
so mighty that it crushed Marhaus’s shield to pieces; and thereafter
the knight was in great peril, for the giant was both strong and a wily
fighter. At last, however, Sir Marhaus smote off his right arm above the
elbow; and then he fled away, and ran into a pool of water that was so
deep the knight could not follow him. Then Marhaus made the earl’s
men bring him heavy stones, and with these he pelted the giant till he
knocked him down in the water and drowned him. Then Sir Marhaus went
to the giant’s castle, where he found many knights and ladies, whom he
delivered, and so much riches that he was never afterwards in need of
wealth to the end of his life.
Sir Marhaus dwelt a long time with the Earl Fergus to recover from his
wounds, for he had been sorely bruised by the giant. When he was whole,
he and his damsel set out, and reached the fountain that was their
trysting-place on the appointed day.
Sir Ewaine, who had ridden westward with his damsel of threescore years,
went first to a tournament that was held in a place near the marches of
Wales. There he did great deeds, and smote down thirty knights, so
that he took the prize, which was a gerfalcon and a white steed with
trappings of cloth of gold. After that his damsel brought him to the
castle of a great lady in that country, called the Lady of the Rock. Now
there were two perilous knights that dwelt nigh the Lady of the Rock,
named Sir Edward and Sir Hue of the Red Castle, and they had despoiled
the lady of much of her lands. So she complained to Sir Ewaine; and he
blamed the knights that they had done that which was contrary to their
oaths. He said he would first entreat them to restore to her that which
was her right; and if they were not to be persuaded, then he would do
battle with them. The knights were sent for accordingly, and they came
to the castle with a hundred horsemen. But they cared nothing for Sir
Ewaine’s reproaches, and said they would keep what they had.
“Well,” said Sir Ewaine, “then will I fight with either of you, and
prove upon his body that you do wrong to this lady.”
“That we will not assent to,” answered the brothers, “for if we do
battle, we will both fight with one knight at once; and if thou wilt
meet us both, and can conquer us, the lady shall have her lands again.”
To that Sir Ewaine agreed, and the battle was appointed for the next
day. When the knights met, both Sir Edward and Sir Hue broke their
spears on Sir Ewaine without unhorsing him; but he smote them both down,
the one after the other. Then he alighted on foot, and fought them with
his sword. They gave him many sore wounds, but at last he struck Sir
Edward so hard on the helm that he clove his head to the shoulders, and
then he forced Sir Hue to yield. So the lady was restored to her lands,
and Sir Hue was sworn to make his submission to King Arthur at the
ensuing Feast of Pentecost. But in this battle Sir Ewaine was so
much hurt that he could undertake no other adventure before the time
appointed for the three knights and the damsels to meet at the fountain.
But on that day all the knights were there, and all the damsels, only
Sir Gawaine did not bring his damsel, nor had she much worship to say of
him. Then the knights bade farewell to the ladies, and rode again into
the forest; but they were met by messengers from King Arthur commanding
them to return to the court. When they came there, the king and all
else made them heartily welcome, and they were sworn to tell all their
adventures. At the Feast of Pentecost came the Lady Nimue, and brought
with her Sir Pelles; and King Arthur held a great tournament, where Sir
Pelles won the first prize, and Sir Marhaus the second, so they were
both made Knights of the Round Table in room of two that had been slain
during the twelvemonth. King Arthur was glad that he had got two such
good knights; but Sir Pelles never afterwards loved Sir Gawaine, and
though he spared him for the king’s sake, ofttimes he overthrew him
at jousts and tournaments. And Sir Pelles was ever a knight of great
worship; for when Sir Lancelot grew to be the knight of most prowess,
the Lady Nimue so contrived that Sir Pelles never had to do with him,
and she would not suffer him to be at any tournament where Sir Lancelot
was, unless it were to fight on the same side.