Launcelot was so named at the
fountain stone; and after that the Lady of the Lake confirmed him Sir
Launcelot du Lake.

Then after this lady was delivered and churched, there came a knight
unto her, his name was Sir Bromel la Pleche, the which was a great lord;
and he had loved that lady long, and he evermore desired her to wed her;
and so by no mean she could put him off, till on a day she said to Sir
Bromel: Wit thou well, sir knight, I will not love you, for my love is
set upon the best knight of the world. Who is he? said Sir Bromel. Sir,
she said, it is Sir Launcelot du Lake that I love and none other, and
therefore woo me no longer. Ye say well, said Sir Bromel, and sithen ye
have told me so much, ye shall have but little joy of Sir Launcelot, for
I shall slay him wheresomever I meet him. Sir, said the Lady Elaine, do
to him no treason. Wit ye well, my lady, said Bromel, and I promise you
this twelvemonth I shall keep the pont of Corbin for Sir Launcelot's
sake, that he shall neither come nor go unto you, but I shall meet with
him.

CHAPTER IV. How Sir Bors came to Dame Elaine and saw Galahad, and how he
was fed with the Sangreal.

THEN as it fell by fortune and adventure, Sir Bors de Ganis, that was
nephew unto Sir Launcelot, came over that bridge; and there Sir Bromel
and Sir Bors jousted, and Sir Bors smote Sir Bromel such a buffet that
he bare him over his horse's croup. And then Sir Bromel, as an hardy
knight, pulled out his sword, and dressed his shield to do battle with
Sir Bors. And then Sir Bors alighted and avoided his horse, and there
they dashed together many sad strokes; and long thus they fought, till
at the last Sir Bromel was laid to the earth, and there Sir Bors began
to unlace his helm to slay him. Then Sir Bromel cried Sir Bors mercy,
and yielded him. Upon this covenant thou shalt have thy life, said Sir
Bors, so thou go unto Sir Launcelot upon Whitsunday that next cometh,
and yield thee unto him as knight recreant. I will do it, said Sir
Bromel, and that he sware upon the cross of the sword. And so he let him
depart, and Sir Bors rode unto King Pelles, that was within Corbin.

And when the king and Elaine his daughter wist that Sir Bors was nephew
unto Sir Launcelot, they made him great cheer. Then said Dame Elaine: We
marvel where Sir Launcelot is, for he came never here but once. Marvel
not, said Sir Bors, for this half year he hath been in prison with Queen
Morgan le Fay, King Art