Then he asked the other the cause of her grief.
“They have slain my dear husband also.”
“Who was it that slew them?” asked the earl.
“Some giants,” she answered, “slew my best beloved; and the other knight went in pursuit of them, and came back as thou seest.”
The earl caused the dead knight to be buried; but it seemed to him that there was still some life left in Geraint, so he had him carried along on a shield. And the two women followed. When they came to the earl’s mansion, Geraint was placed on a couch in the hall, and Enid sat by his side. The earl and his companions changed their travelling dress; and he came and asked Enid to do likewise, but she refused.
“Do not be sorrowful for this matter,” said he, “and take no heed whether yonder knight live or die. Behold, a good earldom, together with myself, will I bestow upon thee. Be therefore happy and joyful.”
“I shall never henceforth be happy while I live,” said Enid.
“Come, then, and eat,” quoth the earl.
“No, I will not,” she answered.
“By our Lady thou shalt,” he cried, and forced her to come to the table, where he many times bade her eat. Then said Enid, “I call all here to witness that I will not eat till he that is on yonder couch eateth likewise.”