"You may lay all the blame on my shoulders, if Tristram wishes it," said Gareth.
"Not on mine, then," said Dinadan. "Mine are only broad enough to carry my own sins. It was this unhappy Tristram brought us to the tournament, and I owe to him a whole body full of aches and pains as it is, without taking any of his sins in my sack, to boot."
At this the king and Lancelot laughed heartily, and the more so at the sour grimace with which Dinadan ended.
"What knight was he with the shield of silver that held you so short?" asked Arthur.
"Here he sits," said Tristram.
"What! was it Palamides?"
"None less than he," said Isolde.
"That was not a courteous action."
"Sir," said Palamides, "Tristram was so disguised that I knew him not."
"That may well be," said Lancelot, "for I knew him no better."