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Updated: June 29, 2025
He became light-headed, sang, shouted, raved, swore, prayed. "To me, to me, Isoult! Ah, dogs of the devil, this to a young maid! Yes, madam, the Lady Isoult, and my wife. Love her! O God, I love her at last. Hounded, hounded, hounded out! Love of Christ, how I love her! Bailiff, Galors will come a white-faced, sullen dog. Cut him down, bailiff, without mercy, for he hath shown no mercy.
"Ah. You know what you're about, it seems." "Yes," said Isoult. The messenger returned. "You are to go and speak to Messire," he said. Isoult saw Prosper coming towards her. Her heart's trouble began; her knees knocked together, she swayed a little as she walked. "That boy's had as much as he can stand," said the guard who had questioned. "What, a'ready?" laughed his mate.
"All is well, dear friend," said Galors; "I did but shift and let a little curse. Go to bed, Maulfry." Isoult had the wit to withdraw. What little she had left after that pointed a shaking finger at one thing only flight. She had been unutterably betrayed. Her conception of the universe reeled over and was lost in fire.
So if it be discovered who I am, both thou and I are lost." Then, perceiving how that Belle Isoult was in a way distracted and out of her mind with joy and grief and love, he turned him unto Bragwaine and said to her: "Take thy lady hence and by and by I will find means whereby I may come to speech with her in private.
She opened the door softly. The Countess went quickly behind her, and before the girl could turn about was satisfied of the amazing truth. Isoult, blushing to the roots of her hair, stood up. Her troubled eyes tried at first to meet her accuser's stony pair. They failed miserably; almost any plight but this a girl can face. She hung her head, waiting for the storm.
"Sit and eat, my lord, while you may," he said. So Prosper and Isoult sat upon the bench and made the most of it, and he, being a cheerful soul, talked and joked with Brother Bonaccord. Isoult never raised her eyes once, nor spoke a word; as for the numbed old soul by the fire; she kept her back resolutely on the room, muttered her charms and despair, and warmed her dry hands as before.
To this Gouvernail said: "Lord, there are twelve besides ourselves, and that makes fourteen in all who are with thee in this quarrel unto life or death." Sir Tristram said: "Provide me presently with arms and armor and bring those twelve hither armed at all points. But first let them saddle horses for themselves and for us, and for the Lady Belle Isoult and for her waiting-woman, Dame Bragwaine.
She said, "There is not death in it, but something very different," and thereupon she went away into the cabin where that chalice aforesaid was hidden. And at that time Dame Bragwaine was not there. Then the Lady Belle Isoult took the flagon from where it was hidden, and poured the elixir out into a chalice of gold and crystal and she brought it to where Sir Tristram was.
Then the Lady Belle Isoult said to a page who was in attendance: "Bid the King and Queen come hither, that they may hear this singing also, for never did I think to hear such singing beyond the walls of Paradise."
I am his servant his page." "Isoult, you know that you are my wife." "I am your servant, lord," said Isoult. "Listen." As he stood hiding his face in his hand, this tall and lordly youth, Isoult took up her parable, but so low you could hardly hear it. "Lord," she said, "when you wed me in the cottage it was for honour and to save my body from hanging.
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