eth it
had been your part to have sent me word, that I might have been at that
journey, for it had been reason that I had had the honour and not you.
Sir, said the Prince Boudwin, it was so that an I had tarried till
that I had sent for you those miscreants had destroyed my country. Thou
liest, false traitor, said King Mark, for thou art ever about for to
win worship from me, and put me to dishonour, and thou cherishest that
I hate. And therewith he struck him to the heart with a dagger, that
he never after spake word. Then the Lady Anglides made great dole, and
swooned, for she saw her lord slain afore her face. Then was there no
more to do but Prince Boudwin was despoiled and brought to burial. But
Anglides privily gat her husband's doublet and his shirt, and that she
kept secretly.

Then was there much sorrow and crying, and great dole made Sir Tristram,
Sir Dinas, Sir Fergus, and so did all knights that were there; for that
prince was passingly well beloved. So La Beale Isoud sent unto Anglides,
the Prince Boudwin's wife, and bade her avoid lightly or else her young
son, Alisander le Orphelin, should be slain When she heard this, she
took her horse and her child; and rode with such poor men as durst ride
with her.

CHAPTER XXXIII. How Anglides, Boudwin's wife, escaped with her young
son, Alisander le Orphelin, and came to the Castle of Arundel.

NOTWITHSTANDING, when King Mark had done this deed, yet he thought to do
more vengeance; and with his sword in his hand, he sought from chamber
to chamber, to seek Anglides and her young son. And when she was missed
he called a good knight that hight Sadok, and charged him by pain of
death to fetch Anglides again and her young son. So Sir Sadok departed
and rode after Anglides. And within ten mile he overtook her, and bade
her turn again and ride with him to King Mark. Alas, fair knight,
she said, what shall ye win by my son's death or by mine? I have had
overmuch harm and too great a loss. Madam, said Sadok, of your loss
is dole and pity; but madam, said Sadok, would ye depart out of this
country with your son, and keep him till he be of age, that he may
revenge his father's death, then would I suffer you to depart from me,
so you promise me to revenge the death of Prince Boudwin. Ah, gentle
knight, Jesu thank thee, and if ever my son, Alisander le Orphelin, live
to be a knight, he shall have his father's doublet and his shirt with
the bloody marks, and I shall giv