re after them with spending
enough. And so when the squire had overtaken them, they would not suffer
him to ride with them, but sent him home again to comfort their mother,
praying her meekly of her blessing. And so this squire was benighted,
and by misfortune he happened to come to a castle where dwelled a baron.
And so when the squire was come into the castle, the lord asked him from
whence he came, and whom he served. My lord, said the squire, I serve
a good knight that is called Sir Aglovale: the squire said it to good
intent, weening unto him to have been more forborne for Sir Aglovale's
sake, than he had said he had served the queen, Aglovale's mother. Well,
my fellow, said the lord of that castle, for Sir Aglovale's sake thou
shalt have evil lodging, for Sir Aglovale slew my brother, and therefore
thou shalt die on part of payment. And then that lord commanded his men
to have him away and slay him; and so they did, and so pulled him out of
the castle, and there they slew him without mercy.

Right so on the morn came Sir Aglovale and Sir Percivale riding by a
churchyard, where men and women were busy, and beheld the dead squire,
and they thought to bury him. What is there, said Sir Aglovale, that ye
behold so fast? A good man stert forth and said: Fair knight, here lieth
a squire slain shamefully this night. How was he slain, fair fellow?
said Sir Aglovale. My fair sir, said the man, the lord of this castle
lodged this squire this night; and because he said he was servant unto
a good knight that is with King Arthur, his name is Sir Aglovale,
therefore the lord commanded to slay him, and for this cause is he
slain. Gramercy, said Sir Aglovale, and ye shall see his death revenged
lightly; for I am that same knight for whom this squire was slain.

Then Sir Aglovale called unto him Sir Percivale, and bade him alight
lightly; and so they alighted both, and betook their horses to their
men, and so they yede on foot into the castle. And all so soon as they
were within the castle gate Sir Aglovale bade the porter: Go thou unto
thy lord and tell him that I am Sir Aglovale for whom this squire was
slain this night. Anon the porter told this to his lord, whose name was
Goodewin. Anon he armed him, and then he came into the court and said:
Which of you is Sir Aglovale? Here I am, said Aglovale: for what
cause slewest thou this night my mother's squire? I slew him, said Sir
Goodewin, because of thee, for thou slewest my brothe