“Sir, in keping I have yow halding long,”
[2260] And thus ſche ſaid, “for gret treſpas & wrong,
Magre my ſtewart, in worſchip, and for-thi
Ȝhe ſuld me thonk;”—“madem,” quod he, “and I
Thonk yhow ſo that euer, at my mycht,
[2264] Whar-ſo I paß that I ſal be yhour knycht.”
She inquires Lancelot’s name.
“Grant mercy, ſir, bot o thing I ȝow pray,
What that ȝhe ar ȝhe wold wichsauf to ſay.”
He refuses to tell.