announced that he must go to the woods to see how his men fared.
"That will be evil for me," said Sir Ote. "Unless you return in time
for the trial I shall be made prisoner instead of you." "Brother,"
replied Gamelyn, "do not be afraid. If God spares my life and wits I
will come back." "God shield you," said the other. "Go, and return
when you think fit."

The outlaws were right glad to see their leader again and had many
tales of adventure to tell him. Once more he led them on their
expeditions against rich abbots and priors and such haughty men. But
the poor loved him, for he never touched their goods. While Gamelyn
and his men made merry in the forest, the false knight, his brother,
was busy riding through the country to collect the jury for the
trial. He took care to have only those men who, for money, would
promise to have Gamelyn hanged, and, sad to say, it did not take long
to find a sufficient number of rascals who would do what he wanted.
When the time for the trial drew nigh, Gamelyn prepared to appear
before the magistrate. "Make ready," he said to his men. "When the
justice holds his court, we must all be there. For I am bound to go,
or my brother will be sent to prison instead of me." The outlaws were
not unwilling, and they set out in a body, with their weapons ready
for any emergency.

Adam was sent ahead to see how matters stood. He ran on and looked in
the hall. There sat the justice with his jury, and before them stood
Sir Ote in heavy fetters. When Adam returned and reported what he had
seen, Gamelyn turned and cried, "Hear this, my men, Sir Ote stands
bound in the court. With God's help we will make my brother pay for
this,"