till likely to be dead.
Then Sir Tristram said: Me repenteth of this buffet that I smote so
sore, for as I suppose he is dead. And so they left him and rode on
their ways.

So they had not ridden but a while, but they saw riding against them
two full likely knights, well armed and well horsed, and goodly servants
about them. The one was Berrant le Apres, and he was called the King
with the Hundred Knights; and the other was Sir Segwarides, which were
renowned two noble knights. So as they came either by other the king
looked upon Sir Dinadan, that at that time he had Sir Tristram's helm
upon his shoulder, the which helm the king had seen to-fore with the
Queen of Northgalis, and that queen the king loved as paramour; and that
helm the Queen of Northgalis had given to La Beale Isoud, and the queen
La Beale Isoud gave it to Sir Tristram. Sir knight, said Berrant, where
had ye that helm? What would ye? said Sir Dinadan. For I will have ado
with thee, said the king, for the love of her that owed that helm, and
therefore keep you. So they departed and came together with all their
mights of their horses, and there the King with the Hundred Knights
smote Sir Dinadan, horse and all, to the earth; and then he commanded
his servant: Go and take thou his helm off, and keep it. So the varlet
went to unbuckle his helm. What helm, what wilt thou do? said Sir
Tristram, leave that helm. To what intent, said the king, will ye, sir
knight, meddle with that helm? Wit you well, said Sir Tristram, that
helm shall not depart from me or it be dearer bought. Then make you
ready, said Sir Berrant unto Sir Tristram. So they hurtled together, and
there Sir Tristram smote him down over his horse's tail; and then the
king arose lightly, and gat his horse lightly again. And then he struck
fiercely at Sir Tristram many great strokes. And then Sir Tristram gave
Sir Berrant such a buffet upon the helm that he fell down over his horse
sore stonied. Lo, said Dinadan, that helm is unhappy to us twain, for I
had a fall for it, and now, sir king, have ye another fall.

Then Segwarides asked: Who shall joust with me? I pray thee, said Sir
Gareth unto Dinadan, let me have this jousts. Sir, said Dinadan, I pray
you take it as for me. That is no reason, said Tristram, for this jousts
should be yours. At a word, said Dinadan, I will not thereof. Then
Gareth dressed him to Sir Segwarides, and there Sir Segwarides smote
Gareth and his horse to the earth. Now, sai