sorrowful. The knights and damsels lay the night in the tents until the morrow, and went to hear mass in a chapel that was in the midst of the tents. XIV. When mass was sung, straightway behold you, a knight that cometh all armed, bearing a white shield at his neck. He alighteth in the midst of the tents and cometh before the Queen all armed, and saith: "Lady, I plain me of a knight that is there within that hath slain my lion, and if you do me not right herein, I will harass you as much or more than I will him, and will harm you in every wise I may. Wherefore I pray and require you, for the love of Messire Gawain, whose man I am, that you do me right herein." "What is the knight's name?" saith the Queen. "Lady," saith he, "He is called Clamados of the Shadows, and methinketh I see him yonder, for I knew him when he was squire." "And what is your name?" saith the Queen. "Lady, I am called Melior of Logres." "Clamados," saith the Queen, "Hear you what this knight saith?" "Yea, Lady," saith he; "But again I require that you do me right of the knight that slew my father and my uncle." "Lady," saith Melior, "I would fain go. I know not toward whom the knight proffereth his gage, but him do I appeal of felony for my lion that he hath slain." He taketh in his hand the skirt of his habergeon: "Lady, behold here the gage I offer you." XV. "Clamados," saith the Queen, "Hear you then not that which this knight saith?"