It had reached Leek, in Stafford on the morn of the fifth day ere word
came of Sir Tristram. Here, was heard from some, Sir Tristram was then
on way to Scotland, and from still others, that he was bound for
Kinkenadon in Wales.

"By my faith," spoke Sir Gawaine, "there are none that are more ready
to testify to Sir Tristram's greatness and ability, too. Yet still,
have I many doubts as to his being both on way to Scotland and to
Wales as well."

"If it were left to me," said Sir Dagonet, "I would hie me to Ireland.
A likely spot to find him, say I. For there are none who have said
that they know of the good knight's journey thitherward."

"We, for ourselves, think it best," the king interrupted, "to tarry
here this day. Our comrade, Pellimore, expresses great desire to have
us partake of his hospitality and we are fain, so to do. What say
you?"

"It were wisdom to do so, methinks," agreed Sir Percival. "Tomorrow
we may find here some further news of Sir Tristram's way."

"Aye, sir knights," added Sir Launcelot, "for we need must know
whether we continue our travel north or west from this point."

So all of them were housed within the castle walls. And Sir Pellimore
spread bounteous feast before his guests at midday for he held it high
honor to be host to such as these.

Now, as the repast had been completed, Allan grew restless. He was of