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Though he would not look behind him he heard the plash of the ford, heard also Prosper's low, "Steady, mare, hold up!" Prosper was over; Galors halfway up the hill. It would be soon. The black and white gained hand over hand; the red and green felt him come. The soul of Isoult hovered between them. Black and white drew level; red and green held on.
So he said: "Lord, my name is Sir Tramtris, and I am come from a country called Lyonesse, which is a great distance from this." Quoth King Angus, "Well, Sir Tramtris, I am glad that you have come to this place. Now it shall be done to you as you desire, for to-morrow the Lady Belle Isoult shall search your wound to heal it if possible."
And is that true love?" "Love should kill love, if need were." "Love shall," said Vincent in a whisper. Whereupon Isoult smiled on him. They fell to chatting again, discussing possibilities, or facts, which were safer ground. Isoult heard the stroke of ten. Presently after, the page-in-waiting sang out a challenge. A shuffling step stopped, a cracked voice asked for Messire Prosper le Gai.
Thereupon Sir Tristram kissed her thrice upon the face, and then immediately put her away from him and he left her and went away by himself in much agony of spirit. Thereafter they reached the kingdom of Cornwall in safety, and the Lady Belle Isoult and King Mark were wedded with much pomp and ceremony and after that there was much feasting and every appearance of rejoicing.
And whilst Sir Tristram sang thus, King Mark listened to him, and as he listened a thought entered his heart and therewith he smiled. So when Sir Tristram had ended his song of the Belle Isoult, King Mark said: "Fair nephew, I would that you would undertake a quest for me." Sir Tristram said, "What quest is that, Lord?"
Prosper came up. "Ah, damsel," says he, "you sped me into your forest, and so sped me to my happiness in spite of myself. Have you forgotten the white bird? Look again and tell me if I have redeemed the quest." "Ah, ah," said glowing Alice, "now I remember my dream of the bird. Is this possible?" She looked at Isoult. Isoult blushed; but she was all for blushing just now.
Therewith King Arthur fell to talking of other things with Sir Tristram, but the lady could not join them in talk, but sat thenceforth in silence, finding it hard to breathe because of the oppression of tears that lay upon her bosom. And Belle Isoult said no more concerning that question that King Arthur had asked.
Yea; I believe that there was never any knight loved a lady as I love the Lady Belle Isoult. For I love her not only because of her beauty and graciousness, but because she healed mine infirmities and lent ease unto my great sufferings and brought me back from death unto life. Wherefore that which you bid me fulfil is more bitter to me than death."
"Come then, we will find the horses." Isoult looked down confusedly at her grey frock. "You little jay bird, who's to see you here among the trees? Come with me, I'll set you strutting like a peacock before I've done with you," said Maulfry, in her mocking, good-humoured way. They went together. Maulfry had hold of Isoult by the hand.
He leaned forward in his chair, put chin to hand, and asked quietly "How was she called, this wife of thine, my knave?" "Lording," replied the poor eager rogue, "she was a boy at first, called Roy; then she revealed herself a maiden." "I asked her maiden name, red fool." "Her name, my lording, was Isoult la Desirous." "Ah! At last!"
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