Guinevere.
Ye say truth!—Gawayne—[She advances toward the knight, and speaks impressively.] All other knights of the good fellowship say that it would put rebukes on Arthur, shaming him through England, Ireland, Wales and Scotland, for to seek to rescue him in an adventure he has made oath to enterprise alone! But I say, not so, sithen it is no mortal man he has to do with, but a churlish wight, an outrageous giant, armed with the craft of sorcery!
Sir Gawayne.
[Struck by this argument.] By my head that sounds like a good counsel!
Guinevere.
[Following up her advantage.] Then by your knighthood and fealty do I charge ye, take upon yourself this matter!
Sir Gawayne.
[With due solemnity.] That will I do, and that will I swear to do, by my blood; as a Knight of the Round Table, and on the Four Evangelists! [He kisses the hand of the Queen and is about to go, but pauses, as the winding notes of a horn are heard. All exclaim.]
All.
[Excited.] Hark! An horn!