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THE DEATH OF KING ARTHUR .......................... 35 Permission to use Heritage History documents or images for commercial purposes, or more information about our collection of traditional history resources can be obtained by contacting us at [email protected]. Original Copyright 1910 by Mary Macgregor. 2 Distributed by Heritage History 2008 CHAPTER I As they waited, three people, a lady, a knight and a dwarf, came out of the forest, and rode slowly past. The knight had his helmet off, and the Queen saw that he looked young GERAINT AND ENID and bold. Queen Guinevere lay idly in bed dreaming beautiful "I cannot remember if he is one of Arthur's knights. I dreams. The sunny morning hours were slipping away, but she must know his name," she said. And she sent her little maid to was so happy in dreamland, that she did not remember that her find out who the strange knight was. little maid had called her long ago. But when the little maid asked the dwarf his master's But the Queen's dreams came to an end at last, and all name, the dwarf answered rudely that he would not tell her. at once she remembered that this was the morning she had "Then I will ask your master himself, said the maid. promised to go to the hunt with King Arthur. But as she stepped towards the knight, the dwarf struck her Even in the hunting-field, the King was not quite with his whip, and the little maid, half-angry and half- happy if his beautiful Queen Guinevere were not there. This frightened, hurried back to the Queen, and told her how the morning he had waited for her in vain, for in dreamland the dwarf had treated her. Queen had forgotten all about the hunt. Prince Geraint was angry when he heard how rude the "If I dress quickly, I shall not be very late," thought the dwarf had been to the Queen's little messenger, and said that Queen, as she heard the far-off sound of the hunting-horn. And he would go and find out the knight's name. she was so quick that in a very short time she and her little But the dwarf, by his master's orders, treated the Prince waiting-maid were out, and riding up to a grassy knoll. But the as rudely as he had treated the little maid. When Geraint felt huntsmen were already far away. "We will wait here to see the dwarf's whip strike his cheek, and saw the blood dropping them ride homewards," said the Queen, and they drew up their on to his purple sash, he felt for the sword at his side. Then he horses to watch and listen. remembered that while he was tall and strong, the dwarf was They had not waited long, when they heard the sound small and weak, and he scorned to touch him. of horse's hoofs, and turning round, the Queen saw Prince Going back to the Queen, Geraint told her that he had Geraint, one of Arthur's knights. He was unarmed, except that not been able to find out the knight's name either, "but with his sword hung at his side. He wore a suit of silk, with a purple your leave, I will follow him to his home, and compel him to sash round his waist, and at each end of the sash was a golden ask your pardon," said the Prince. And the Queen allowed him apple, which sparkled in the sunlight. to follow the knight. "You are late for the hunt, Prince Geraint," said the "When you come back, you will perhaps bring a bride Queen. with you," said the Queen. "If she be a great lady, or if she be "Like you, I have come, not to join the hunt, but to see only a beggar-maid, I will dress her in beautiful robes, and she it pass," said the Prince, bowing low to the beautiful Queen. shall stand among the fairest ladies of my court." And he asked to be allowed to wait with her and the little "In three days I shall come back, if I am not slain in maid. battle with the knight," said Geraint. And he rode away, a little Original Copyright 1910 by Mary Macgregor. 3 Distributed by Heritage History 2008 sorry not to hear the merry sound of the hunter's horn, and a he turned again to his work, muttering, "Those who work for little vexed that he had undertaken this strange adventure. the Sparrow-hawk have no time to waste in talk." Through valleys and over hills Geraint followed the So Geraint rode wearily on across the bridge and lady, the knight and the dwarf, till at last, in the evening, he reached the castle. The courtyard was quite empty and looked saw them go through the narrow streets of a little town, and very dreary, for it was all overgrown with weeds and thistles. reach a white fortress. Into this fortress the lady, the knight At the door of the half-ruined castle stood the old Earl. and the dwarf disappeared. "It is growing late. Will you not come in and rest," said "I shall find the knight there to-morrow," thought Earl Yniol," although the castle be bare, and the fare simple?" Geraint. "Now I must go to an inn for food and a bed," for he And Geraint said he would like to stay there, for he was hungry and tired after his long ride. was so hungry that the plainest food would seem a feast. But all the inns in the little town were full, and every As he entered the castle, he heard some one singing. one seemed too busy to take any notice of the stranger. The song was so beautiful, and the voice was so pure and "Why is there such a bustle in your town this evening?" clear, that Geraint thought it was the sweetest song in all the asked Geraint, first of one person and then of another. But they world, and the old castle seemed less gloomy as he listened. hurried past him, muttering, "The Sparrow-hawk has his Then Earl Yniol led Geraint into a long low room, and tournament here to-morrow." this room was both dining-room and kitchen. The Earl's wife "The Sparrow-hawk! that is a strange name," thought sat there, and she wore a dress that must have been very grand Geraint. But he did not know that this was one of the names of once, but now it was old. the knight he had followed so far. Beside her stood her beautiful daughter, and she wore a Soon Geraint reached a smithy, and he looked in, and faded silk gown, but Geraint thought he had never seen so fair saw that the smith was busy Sharpening swords and spears. "I a face. will go in and buy arms," thought Geraint.