errand he is upon." And Gwenhwyvar told Arthur what that errand was.
"Right gladly shall it be so," said Arthur. And thus it was settled.
And the next day Gwenhwyvar caused a watch to be set upon the
ramparts for Geraint's coming. And after mid-day they beheld an
unshapely little man upon a horse, and after him, as they supposed, a
dame or a damsel, also on horseback, and after her a knight of large
stature, bowed down, and hanging his head low and sorrowfully, and
clad in broken and worthless armour.

And before they came near to the gate, one of the watch went to
Gwenhwyvar, and told her what kind of people they saw, and what
aspect they bore. "I know not who they are," said he. "But I know,"
said Gwenhwyvar; "this is the knight whom Geraint pursued, and
methinks that he comes not here by his own free will. But Geraint
has overtaken him, and avenged the insult to the maiden to the
uttermost." And thereupon, behold a porter came to the spot where
Gwenhwyvar was. "Lady," said he, "at the gate there is a knight, and
I saw never a man of so pitiful an aspect to look upon as he.
Miserable and broken is the armour that he wears, and the hue of
blood is more conspicuous upon it than its own colour." "Knowest
thou his name?" said she. "I do," said he; "he tells me that he is
Edeyrn the son of Nudd." Then she replied, "I know him not."

So Gwenhwyvar went to the gate to meet him, and he entered. And
Gwenhwyvar was sorry when she saw the condition he was in, even
though he was accompanied by the churlish dwarf. Then Edeyrn saluted
Gwenhwyvar. "Heaven protect thee," said she. "Lady," said he,
"Geraint the son of Erbin, thy best and most valiant servant, greets
thee." "Did he meet thee?" she asked. "Yes," said he, "and it was
not to my advantage; and that was not his fault, but mine, Lady. And