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"Ha, Sir," saith the knight, "Know you then any tidings of him?" "Certes, Sir," saith he, "Yea! and true tidings may I well say, for he rode at my side five leagues Welsh, nor never saw I one man so like another as are you to him." "Good right hath he to resemble me," saith the knight, "for we are twins, but he was born first and hath more sense and knighthood than I; nor in all the Isles of the Moors is there damsel that hath so much worth and beauty as she of whom he is loved of right true love, and more she desireth to see him than aught else that liveth, for she hath not seen him of more than a year, wherefore hath she gone seek her prize, my brother, by all the forests of the world. Sir," saith the knight, "Let me go seek my brother, and tell me where I may find him." "Certes," saith Lancelot, "I will tell you though it grieve me sore." "Wherefore?" saith the knight, "Hath he done you any mis-deed?" "In no wise," saith Lancelot, "Rather hath he done so much for me that I love you thereof and offer you my service." "Sir," saith the knight, "I am going my way, but for God's sake tell me where I shall find my brother." "Sir," saith Lancelot, "I will tell you. This morning did I bid his body farewell and help to bury him." "Ha, Sir," saith the knight, "Do you tell me true?" "Certes," saith Lancelot, "True it is that I tell you." "Is he slain then, my brother?" saith the knight. "Yea, and of succouring me," saith Lancelot. "Ha, sir," saith the knight, "For God's sake tell me nought that is not right." "By God, Sir," saith he, "Sore grieved am I to tell it you, for never