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I suppose the fact is she's been called Mary Ann so long and so often that she's forgotten her father's name if she ever had any. I must do her the justice, though, to say she answers to the name of Mary Ann in every sense of the phrase." "She didn't seem at all bad-looking, anyway," said Peter. "Every man to his taste!" growled Lancelot. "She's as platt and uninteresting as a wooden sabot."
'Some would say, answered Lancelot, half aside, 'that He may be punishing them for not demanding their RIGHT to live like human beings, to all those social circumstances which shall not make their children's life one long disease. But are not these pestilences a judgment on the rich, too, in the truest sense of the word?
The family rushed in with the physician. She gave some faint token of life, but none of consciousness. The doctor sighed, and said that her end was near. Lancelot had known that all along. 'I think, sir, you had better leave the room, said Mrs. Lavington; and followed him into the passage.
At these words they turned upon him, all three striking at him together, and forcing him to defend himself. Kay would have come to his aid, but he cried out, "I will have none of your help. Stand off and leave me alone, or fight them yourself." At this Kay stood aside, and Lancelot attacked the three miscreants so fiercely that within six strokes he felled them all to the ground.
Lancelot was laid sleeping upon his shield and borne on horseback between two knights, and so brought to a castle named Chariot, where he was laid, still slumbering, in a chamber. At night-fall a fair damsel was sent to him with his supper ready prepared. By that time the enchantment was past, and Lancelot woke as the damsel came into his chamber and asked him how he fared.
The knight that led the three destriers was right joyfully received at the Waste Castle; and when he told the message wherewith he was charged by Messire Gawain, the Poor Knight and two damsels made great joy thereof. Perceval taketh leave of Messire Gawain and Lancelot, and saith that never will he rest again until he shall have found his sister and his widow mother.
He had a Quixotic sub-consciousness that he was saving her from his kind by making her promise formally. "How could I, Mr. Lancelot?" And the brimming eyes shone with soft light. "I never shall never." It sounded like a troth. He went back to the room and shut the door, but could not shut out her image.
In all the world there are no two such mad freaks as Lancelot and you. Once I fell into fellowship with Lancelot as I have now with you, and what followed? Why, he set me a task that kept me a quarter of a year in bed. Defend me from such head-splitters, and save me from your fellowship." "Then if you will not fight I must face them both," said Tristram.
He beholdeth this evil folk, that were so foul and huge and hideous, it seemed as if they would devour everything. They made way for Lancelot, and had no power to hurt him. He is issued forth of the grave-yard and goeth his way through the forest until daylight appeared about him, fair and clear.
Sir Mordred, who was the king's nephew, was jealous of the two knights, and went about privily among such knights as were his familiars, and spoke sneering words concerning Sir Lancelot and the queen and Sir Bors.
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