Launcelot. Wouldst thou ask mine aid?
Guin. Yea, wouldst thou aid a maiden in distress?
Launcelot. Lady, all maidens have a right to a true knight’s help.
Guin. My lord hast thou ever loved?
Laun. Many fair women have I seen, but none to love as thou meanest.
Why askest thou me this?
Guin. Wouldst thou fight for one like me?
[Throwing aside her cloak.
Laun. (Starts and stands as one in a dream.) Fair lady!
(Aside.) Kind heaven what be this?