hold no further ill will against him. Understand me well. I ask for
naught, if any among us are hurt at his hand, for then he deserves all
that comes to him. But if we come through so that all can laugh at
him, then I ask you to forget the ill will for which he gives you such
good cause. For after all, he is blood kin of mine, a sorry thing, yet
which I cannot forget." And now the knight waited answer.

Now all the knights turned to Sir Tristram and there was something
about him that made them nod their heads in assent.

"Then do we promise this thing, you ask," said Percival. "So now let
us go to the weasel's nest."

In great humor and with many jests the men made their way to the road
upon which the two knights of King Mark had made their return. And so
we find that as the crafty king was making his way forward to the
attack, believing that it would be an overpowering surprise, and
already counting the fruits of victory, his intended victims were
slipping through his clutches and making their way into the last of
all places he could imagine.

Now on their way, Sir Percival called the two yeomen, Gouvernail and
Walker to him. And though he did not remember the event that Walker
narrated yet was he glad he had followed a kindly thought. And Allan
too, realized that bread cast upon the water often returns.

"Need you a good yeoman?" ventured Walker hopefully.

"If you are half as good as your friend here, then indeed have I need
for you," was Sir Percival's reply.