"In the fiend's name!" cried the damsel, "shall such a knave have service of thee and thirty knights?"
"All this avails nothing," said Beaumains. "You shall have your life only at this damsel's request," and he made a show as if he would slay him.
"Let him be, knave," said the damsel. "Slay him not, or you shall repent it."
"Damsel," said Beaumains, "your request is to me a command and a pleasure. His life shall be spared, since you ask it. Sir knight of the green array, I release you at the damsel's request, for I am bound by her wish, and will do all that she commands."
Then the green knight kneeled down and did homage with his sword.
"I am sorry, sir knight, for your mishap, and for your brother's death,"
said the damsel. "I had great need of your help, for I dread the passage of this forest."
"You need not," he replied. "To-night you shall lodge at my castle, and to-morrow I will aid you to pass the forest."
So they rode to his manor, which was not far distant. Here it happened as it had on the evening before, for the damsel reviled Beaumains, and would not listen to his sitting at the same table with her.
"Why deal you such despite to this noble warrior?" said the green knight. "You are wrong, for he will do you good service, and whatever he declares himself to be, I warrant in the end you will find him to come of right noble blood."
"You say far more of him than he deserves," she replied. "I know him too well."
"And so do I, for he is the best champion I ever found; and I have fought in my day with many worthy knights."
That night, when they went to rest, the green knight set a guard over Beaumains's chamber, for he feared some harm to him from the bitter scorn and hatred of the damsel. In the morning he rode with them through the forest, and at parting said,--
"My lord Beaumains, I and my knights shall always be at your summons, early or late, or whatever be the service you demand."
"That is well said. When I require your service it will be to yield yourself and your knights to King Arthur."
"If you bid us do so, we shall be ready at all times."
"Fie on you!" said the damsel. "It shames me to see good knights obedient to a kitchen knave."
After they had parted she turned to Beaumains, and said, despitefully,--
"Why wilt thou follow me, lackey of the kitchen? Cast away thy spear and shield and fly while you may, for that is at hand which you will not easily escape. Were you Lancelot himself, or any knight of renown, you would not lightly venture on a pass just in advance of us, called the pass perilous."
"Damsel," said Beaumains, "he who is afraid let him flee. It would be a shame for me to turn back, after having ridden so far with you."
"You soon shall, whether it be to your liking or not," replied the damsel, scornfully.
What the damsel meant quickly appeared, for in a little time they came in sight of a tower which was white as snow in hue, and with every appliance for defence. Over the gateway hung fifty shields of varied colors, and in front spread a level meadow. On this meadow were scaffolds and pavilions, and many knights were there, for there was to be a tournament on the morrow.
The lord of the castle was at a window, and as he looked upon the tournament field he saw approaching a damsel, a dwarf, and a knight armed at all points.
"A knight-errant, as I live!" said the lord. "By my faith, I shall joust with him, and get myself in train for the tournament."
He hastily armed and rode from the gates. What Beaumains saw was a knight all in red, his horse, harness, shield, spear, and armor alike being of this blood-like color. The red knight was, indeed, brother to those whom Beaumains had lately fought, and on seeing the black array of the youth, he cried,--
"Brother, is it you? What do you in these marshes?"
"No, no, it is not he," said the damsel, "but a kitchen knave who has been brought up on alms in Arthur's court."
"Then how got he that armor?"
"He has slain your brother, the black knight, and taken his horse and arms. He has also overcome your brother, the green knight. I hope you may revenge your brothers on him, for I see no other way of getting rid of him."
"I will try," said the red knight, grimly. "Sir knight, take your place for a joust."
Beaumains, who had not yet spoken, rode to a proper distance, and then the two knights rushed together with such even force that both horses fell to the ground, the riders nimbly leaping from them.
Then with sword and shield they fought like wild boars for the space of two hours, advancing, retreating, feigning, striking, now here, now there, till both were well weary of the fray. But the damsel, who looked on, now cried loudly to the red knight,--
"Alas, noble sir, will you let a kitchen knave thus endure your might, after all the honor you have won from worthy champions?"
Then the red knight flamed with wrath, and attacked Beaumains with such fury that he wounded him so that the blood flowed in a stream to the ground. Yet the young knight held his own bravely, giving stroke for stroke, and by a final blow hurled his antagonist to the earth. He had raised his sword to slay him, when the red knight craved mercy, saying,--
"Noble, sir, you have me at advantage, but I pray you not to slay me. I yield me with the fifty knights at my command. And I forgive you all you have done to my brothers."
"That will not suffice," said Beaumains. "You must die, unless the damsel shall pray me to spare your life." And he raised his sword as if for the fatal blow.
"Let him live, then, Beaumains. He is a noble knight, and it is only by a chance blow that you have overcome him."
"It is enough that you ask it," said Beaumains. "Rise, sir knight, and thank this damsel for your life."
The red knight did so, and then prayed that they would enter his castle and spend the night there. To this they consented, but as they sat at supper the damsel continued to berate her champion, in such language that their host marvelled at the meekness of the knight.
In the morning the red knight came to Beaumains with his followers, and proffered to him his homage and fealty at all times.
"I thank you," said Beaumains, "but all I ask is, that when I demand it you shall go to Arthur's court, and yield yourself as his knight."
"I and my fellowship will ever be ready at your summons," replied the red knight.
Then Beaumains and the damsel resumed their journey, while she, as if in a fury of spite, berated him more vilely than ever before.
"Fair lady," he said, with all meekness, "you are discourteous to revile me as you do. What would you have of me? The knights that you have threatened me with are all dead or my vassals. When you see me beaten, then you may bid me go in shame and I will obey, but till then I will not leave you. I were worse than a fool to be driven off by insulting words when I am daily winning honor."
"You shall soon meet a knight who will test your boasted strength. So far you have fought with boys. Now you have a man who would try Arthur's self."
"Let him come," said Beaumains. "The better a man he is, the more honor shall I gain from a joust with him."
CHAPTER III.
THE RED KNIGHT OF THE RED LAWNS.
Beaumains rode forward with the damsel till it was close upon the hour of noon, when he saw that they were approaching a rich and fair city, well walled, and with many noble buildings.