[To the two Servants, who stand at the entrance to the banqueting-hall.] Let blow! Let blow! [At a bugle blast from these All enter hurriedly. The King addresses them.] Now is greater worship than ever before won to our goodly fellowship, sithence our dear nephew Sir Gawayne hath passed the third and final test of chivalry!
[All exclaim rejoicing.]
Sir Kay.
But ... where is the loathly lady?
All.
Aye, where is the unlovely lady ... the loathly lady?
Arthur.
Yon stands she, freed forever from the evil spell of sorcery! And by the faith of my body I do think she is the fairest lady of the world but if it were Queen Guinevere!