all his men to search for Gamelyn and to bring him to trial; but,
though they would have been glad to earn the reward, they were sorry
for Gamelyn's sake. At last some of them were lucky enough to meet
Gamelyn in the woods, but, instead of arresting him, they fell on
their knees and told him of his brother's treachery. "I ought to have
broken his neck outright," he said. "Go back to your master. I will
see him again if I die for it."

So one day, when the sheriff was sitting among his council in the
great moot-hall, in stalked Gamelyn, and, throwing back his hood,
showed his face to them all. "God be with you all," he said, "except
with you, hunch-backed sheriff! Why have you shamed me and our
father's house by declaring me outlawed?" The false knight did not
reply but called in his men, and in spite of his struggles Gamelyn
was overwhelmed and cast into prison.

Now Gamelyn had another brother, the second son of their father,
named Sir Ote, as good a knight as ever wore spurs. When he heard all
the disgrace that had fallen on Gamelyn for no cause, he was wroth,
and taking his horse he rode to the town. "Brother," he said to the
sheriff, "there are only three of us, and you have imprisoned the
best of us all. Evil befall such brothers as you! Let Gamelyn out of
prison till the justices come to try him, and I will be his
security."

"Take him, but if he fails to appear on the day of trial, you shall
bear the sentence for him," answered the eldest brother.

"Be it so," said Sir Ote. "Bring him to me." So Gamelyn was delivered
to his brother, and stayed with him that night, but, in the morning,