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Chapter IX
Andwhenhisspearatlengthwasbroken,hetookyetanother,andsmotedowntwelveknightsmore,themostofwhomhewoundedmortally,tillintheendthepartyoftheKingofNorthgaleswouldjoustnomore,andthevictorywascriedtoKingBagdemagus.
ThenSirLancelotrodeforthwithKingBagdemagustohiscastle,andtherehefeastedwithgreatcheerandwelcome,andreceivedmanyroyalgifts.AndonthemorrowhetookleaveandwenttofindhisbrotherLionel.
Anon,bychance,hecametothesameforestwherethefourqueenshadfoundhimsleeping,andtherehemetadamselridingonawhitepalfrey.Whentheyhadsalutedeachother,SirLancelotsaid,“Fairdamsel,knowestthouwhereanyadventuresmaybehadinthiscountry?”
“Sirknight,”saidshe,“thereareadventuresgreatenoughclosebyifthoudarestprovethem.”
“WhyshouldInot,”saidhe,“sinceforthatcauseIcamehere?”
“Sir,”saidthedamsel,“hardbythisplacetheredwellethaknightthatcannotbedefeatedbyanyman,sogreatandperilouslystrongheis.HisnameisSirTurquine,andintheprisonsofhiscastleliethreescoreknightsandfour,mostlyfromKingArthur’scourt,whomhehathtakenwithhisownhands.Butpromiseme,erethouundertakesttheirdeliverance,togoandhelpmeafterwards,andfreemeandmanyotherladiesthataredistressedbyafalseknight.”“BringmebuttothisfelonTurquine,”quothSirLancelot,“andIwillafterwardsfulfilallyourwishes.
