Chapter 224: XXVII

XXVII How damosel Bragwaine found Tristram sleeping by a well, and how she delivered letters to him from La Beale Isoud. And then he pulled off his helm and washed his visage and his hands, and so he fell asleep. In the meanwhile came a damosel that had sought Sir Tristram many ways and days within this land. And when she came to the well she looked upon him, and had forgotten him as in remembrance of Sir Tristram, but by his horse she knew him, that hight Passe-Brewel that had been Sir T…