By the faith of my body, ’tis a woman!
The Voice.
Gentle Knight Seneschal, of your charity, unshut the door!
Sir Kay.
Not I! For it was a gentlewoman and no knight that led Adam into deadly sin, and well I wot it is the foul fiend himself hath sent ye hither for to shame me in my stewardship! Aroint thee! Aroint thee! [He makes the sign of a cross in the air.]
The Voice.
Alas! [The Shadow disappears.]
Sir Kay.
Ha! No fiend in the guise of a gentlewoman shall so mischieve me! [He lays himself down on a bench and sleeps.]
[Enter Sir Gawayne, musing, shield in one hand, in the other a cloth.]