by Howard Pyle
Sir Kay scorneth Gareth.
And ever in the same measure that Sir Gawaine bestowed his favor upon Gareth, in that degree Sir Kay scorned him. So it came to pass that when Sir Kay would meet Gareth he would say to whomsoever was present at that time, some such words as these: “Lo! you! this is our kitchen knave who had no spirit to ask of the King’s Majesty any higher boon than this, that he be allowed to sup fat broth in the kitchen.” So Sir Kay ever called Gareth a kitchen knave, and so calling him he would maybe say, “Sirrah, get thee upon the other side of me, for the wind bloweth toward me and thou smellest vilely of the kitchen.” And because Sir Kay perceived that the hands of Gareth were soft and very white he named the youth “Beaumains,” saying, “Look you at this kitchen knave, how fat and white are his hands from dwelling in lazy idleness.” So Gareth was known as “Beaumains” by all those who were of the King’s court.
But when Sir Gawaine heard this talk of Sir Kay he remembered him of how Sir Percival had been one time scorned by Sir Kay in such a manner as this. And Sir Gawaine said: “Messire, let be, and torment not this youth, lest evil befall thee. Remember how thou didst hold Sir Percival in scorn when he was a youth, and how he struck thee such a buffet that he nigh broke thy neck.”
Then Sir Kay looked very sourly upon Sir Gawaine, and said, “This Beaumains is not such as Sir Percival was when he was young.” And Sir Gawaine laughed and said, “Nevertheless, be thou warned in season.”
So it was that Gareth dwelt for a year at the King’s court, eating the meat of idleness. And many laughed at him and made sport of him who would have paid him court and honor had they known who he was and what was his estate. Yet ever Gareth contained himself in patience, biding his time until it should have come, and making no complaint of the manner in which he was treated.
And now if you would hear how young Gareth won him honor and knighthood, I pray you read that which followeth, for therein are those things told of at some length.
Chapter Second
How Gareth set forth upon an adventure with a young damsel hight Lynette; how he fought with Sir Kay, and how Sir Launcelot made him a knight. Also in this it is told of several other happenings that befell Gareth, called Beaumains, at this time.
SO PASSED A year as aforetold, and Gareth lodged with the household of King Arthur and had food and drink as much as he desired. And in all that time Gareth ate his food and drank his drink at a side table, for Sir Kay would not permit him to sit at the same table with the lords and knights and ladies of the King’s court. For Sir Kay would say, “This kitchen knave shall not eat at table with gentle folk but at a side table by himself,” and so Gareth fed at a table by himself. And ever Sir Kay called Gareth “Beaumains” in scornful jest and all the court called him “Beaumains” because Sir Kay did so.
King Arthur sitteth again at feast.
Now at the end of that year when the Feast of Pentecost had come again, King Arthur was holding his court at Caerleon-upon-Usk, and at the high Feast of Pentecost there sat, as usual at the King’s table, the lords and the ladies of the court and all the Knights of the Round Table who were not upon adventure that took them elsewhither.
A damsel appeareth before the King.
As they so sat eating and drinking there came into the hall a slender maiden of not more than sixteen years old. And the maiden was exceedingly beautiful, for her hair was as black as ebony and was like to threads of fine black silk for softness and brightness. And her eyes were as black as jet and very bright and shining, and her face was like ivory for clearness and whiteness and her lips were red like to coral for redness. She was clad all in flame-colored satin, embroidered with threads of gold and she wore a bright shining chaplet of gold about her brows so that what with her raiment of flame-color and with her embroidery and ornaments of shining gold, the maiden came up the hall like to a fiery vision of beauty, insomuch that all turned to behold her in passing, and many stood in their places that they might see her the better.
The damsel asketh for a champion.
Thus the damsel came up the hall until she had reached to that place where King Arthur sat at the head of the feast, and when she had come there she kneeled down and set her hands together as in prayer, palm to palm. And King Arthur looked upon her and was pleased with her beauty, and he said, “Damsel, what is it thou wouldst have of us?” The damsel said: “Lord, I would have the aid of some good worthy knight of thy court who should act as champion in behalf of my sister.” And the King said, “What ails thy sister?”
Quoth the damsel: “Lord, my sister is tormented by a very evil disposed knight who maketh demand of her for wife. But my sister hateth this knight and will have naught to do with him, wherefore he sitteth ever before her castle and challengeth whomsoever cometh thitherward, and will not suffer any one to go in to the castle or come out thence without his permission. Now I come hither upon my sister’s behalf to seek a champion who shall liberate her from this duress.”
Then said the King, “Who is thy sister and who is this knight who tormenteth her?” To the which the damsel made reply: “I may not tell you my sister’s name, for she is very proud and haughty, and is very much ashamed that she should be held in duress by that knight against her will. But as for the knight who tormenteth her, I may tell you that he is hight the Red Knight of the Red Lands.”
Then King Arthur said: “I know not any such knight as that. Is there any one of you hereabouts who knoweth him?” And Sir Gawaine said: “Lord, I know him very well, for I met him one time in battle and it was such hard ado for me to hold mine own against him that even to this day I know not rightly whether he was better than I or whether I was better than he.” Then King Arthur said: “Fair damsel, that must be a very strong and powerful knight, since Sir Gawaine speaketh of him in this wise. But touching this affair of thy sister, know you not that it is not likely that any knight of renown will be found to champion a lady of whose name or degree he knoweth naught? If thou wilt tell the name of thy sister and wilt declare her degree I doubt not there are many good worthy knights of this court any one of whom would gladly champion her cause.”
So spake the King, but the damsel only shook her head and said, “Lord, I may not tell my sister’s name, for I am forbidden to do so.”
Then the King said: “That is a pity for I fear me thou wilt not easily find thee a champion in that case.” And he said, “Damsel, what is thy name?” And she said, “Sir, it is Lynette.” The King said, “That is a fair name and thou art very fair of face.”
Then the King looked about him and he said: “Is there any knight in this court who will undertake this adventure in behalf of that fair lady, even though she will not declare her name and degree? If such there be, he hath my free will and consent for to do so.”
So spake the King, but no one immediately answered, for no one cared to take up such a quarrel against so strong a knight, not knowing for whom it was that that quarrel was to be taken up.
Now he whom all called Beaumains was at that time sitting at his side table a little distance away, and he heard all that passed. Likewise he observed how that no one arose to assume that adventure and at that he was very indignant. For he said to himself: “This damsel is very fair, and the case of her sister is a very hard case, and I wonder that no good and well-approved knight will take that adventure upon him.”
But still no one appeared to assume that quarrel of the unknown lady and so, at last, Beaumains himself arose from where he sat, and came forward before them all to where the King was and at that time the damsel was still kneeling before the King.
Gareth asketh his second boon.
Then the King beholding Beaumains standing there said, “Beaumains, what is it thou wouldst have?” and Beaumains said: “Lord, I have now dwelt in this court for a year from the time that I first came hither. That time when I first stood before thee I besought two boons of thee and one of them thou didst grant me and the other thou didst promise to grant me. According to that first
boon, I had since that time had lodging beneath thy roof and food and drink from thy table, as much as ever I desired. But now hath come the time when I would fain ask that other boon of thee.”
Then King Arthur wondered a very great deal, and he said, “Speak, Beaumains, and ask what thou wilt and the boon is thine.”
“Lord,” said Beaumains, “this is the boon I would ask. I beseech thee that thou wilt suffer me to assume this adventure upon behalf of that lady who will not tell her name.”
Now when they of the court who sat near to the King heard what boon it was that the kitchen knave, Beaumains, besought of the King, a great deal of laughter arose upon all sides, for it seemed to all to be a very good jest that Beaumains should assume such an undertaking as that, which no knight of the court chose to undertake. Only King Arthur did not laugh. Otherwise he spake with great dignity saying: “Beaumains, methinks thou knowest not what boon it is thou hast asked. Ne’theless, be the peril thine. For since thou hast asked that boon, and since I have passed my promise, I cannot refrain from granting that which thou hast besought of me.”
Then Sir Kay came forward and he spake to the damsel, saying, “Fair damsel, know you who this fellow is who asketh to be appointed champion for to defend your lady sister?” and Lynette said, “Nay, I know not; but I pray you tell me who he is.”
“I will do so,” quoth Sir Kay. “Wit you that this fellow is a kitchen knave who came hither a year ago and besought as a royal boon from the King that he should have meat and drink and lodging. Since then he hath been well fed every day at a table I have set aside for him. So he hath grown fat and proud and high of spirit and thinketh himself haply to be a champion worthy to undertake such an adventure as that which he hath besought leave to assume.”
The damsel Lynette is angry.
So said Sir Kay, and when the damsel Lynette heard his words her face flamed all as red as fire and she turned to King Arthur and said: “My Lord King, what shame and indignity is this that you would put upon me and my sister? I came hither beseeching you for a champion to defend my sister against her oppressor and instead of a champion you give me a kitchen knave for that service.”
“Lady,” quoth King Arthur very calmly, “this Beaumains hath besought a boon of me and I have promised him that favor. Accordingly, I must needs fulfil my promise to him. But this I tell thee, that I believe him to be very different from what he appeareth to be; and I tell thee that if he faileth in this adventure which he hath assumed, then will I give thee another champion that shall haply be more to thy liking than he.”
But Lynette was very exceedingly wroth and she would not be appeased by the King’s words; yet she dared say no word of her indignation to the King’s Majesty. Accordingly she turned and went away from that place very haughtily, looking neither to the one side nor to the other, but gazing straight before her as she went out from that hall.
Then after she was gone Sir Gawaine came and stood before the King and said: “Messire and Lord, I have faith that greater things shall come of this adventure than any one hereabouts supposeth it possible to happen. For Beaumains is no such kitchen knave as Sir Kay proclaimeth him to be, but something very different from that, as Sir Kay himself shall mayhap discover some day. For a year this Beaumains hath dwelt nigh me and I have seen him do much that ye know not of. Now I pray you, Lord, to suffer me to purvey him with armor fit for this undertaking and I believe he will some time bring honor both to you and to me — to you because you granted him this boon, to me because I provided him with armor.” Then King Arthur said to Sir Gawaine, “Messire, let it be as you say.”
Sir Gawaine armeth Beaumains.
So Sir Gawaine took Beaumains away with him to his own lodging-place and here he provided the youth with armor. And he provided him with a shield and a sword and a good stout spear. And he provided him with a fine horse, such as a knight who was to go errant might well care to ride upon. Then when Beaumains was provided in all this way, Sir Gawaine wished him God-speed and Beaumains took horse and departed after the maiden Lynette. And Axatalese the dwarf rode with Beaumains upon a gray mule, as his esquire.
Now by the time all this had been accomplished — to wit, the arming and horsing of Beaumains — Lynette had gone so far upon her way that Beaumains and Axatalese were compelled to ride for two leagues and more at a very fast pace ere they could overtake her.
Lynette scorneth Beaumains.
And when they did overtake her she was more angry than ever to behold that misshapen dwarf accompanying the kitchen knave who was her appointed champion. Wherefore when Beaumains had come nigh to her, she cried out, “Sirrah, art thou Beaumains, the kitchen knave?” And Gareth said, “Aye, I am he whom they call Beaumains.” Then she cried out upon him, “Return thee whence thou hast come for I will have none of thee!”
To this angry address Beaumains replied, speaking very mildly and with great dignity: “Lady, the King hath appointed me to ride with you upon this adventure, wherefore, with you, I must now do as I have been commanded. For having embarked in this affair, I must needs give my service to you, even if you should order me to do otherwise.” “Well,” quoth she, “if you will not do as I bid you, then I tell you this; that I will straightway take a path that will lead you into such dangers as you have no thought of, and from which you will be not at all likely to escape with your life.”
To this Beaumains replied, speaking still very calmly and with great courtesy: “Lady, that shall be altogether as you ordain. And I venture to say to you that no matter into what dangers you may bring me, still I have great hope that I shall bring you out thence with safety and so be of service to you and your lady sister. Wherefore, whithersoever you lead, thither will I follow you.”
Then Lynette was still more angry that Beaumains should be so calm and courteous to her who was so angry and uncourteous to him, wherefore she hardened her heart toward him and said: “Sirrah, since I cannot rid me of you, I bid you ride upon the other side of the way, for methinks you smell very strongly of the kitchen in which you have dwelt.”
To these words Beaumains bowed his head with great dignity and said, “Lady, it shall be as you command.” And therewith he drew rein to the other side of the highway to that upon which she rode. Then Lynette laughed, and she said: “Ride a little farther behind me, for still methinks I smell the savor of the kitchen.” And Beaumains did as she commanded and withdrew him still farther away from her.
Sir Kay followeth Beaumains.
Now some while after Beaumains had ridden after Lynette as aforetold, Sir Kay said to certain of those who were nigh him: “I am of a mind to ride after our kitchen knave and to have a fall of him, for it would be a very good thing to teach him such a lesson as he needs.” So according to that saying, Sir Kay went to his inn and donned his armor. And he chose him a good stout spear and he took horse and rode away after Beaumains with intent to do as he had said. So he rode at a good pace and for a long time and by and by he beheld Lynette and Beaumains and the dwarf where they rode along the highway at some distance before him. Then Sir Kay called out in a great voice, saying: “Stay, Beaumains, turn thou thitherward. For I am come to overthrow thee and to take that damsel away from thee.”
Then Lynette turned her head and beheld Sir Kay where he came, and with that she pointed and said: “Look, thou kitchen knave, yonder cometh a right knight in pursuit of thee. Now haply thou hadst best flee away ere harm befall thee.”
But to this address Beaumains paid no heed, otherwise he turned about his horse and straightway put himself into array for defence. And as Sir Kay drew nigh, Beaumains beheld the device upon his shield and knew who was the knight who came thitherward and that it was Sir Kay who followed after him and called upon him to stay.
Then Beaumains remembered him of all the many affronts that Sir Kay had put upon him for all that year past and with that his anger grew very hot within him. And he said to himself: “This is well met; for now my time hath come. For either this is the day of satisf
action for me or else it is the day in which I shall lay my dead body down beside the highroad.”
Meantime Sir Kay had come nigh, and finding that Beaumains had prepared himself, he also made himself straightway ready for battle. Then Lynette drew her palfrey to one side of the way and to a place whence she might behold all that befell.
Sir Kay doeth battle with Beaumains.
So when Beaumains and Sir Kay were in all ways prepared, each gave shout and drave forward very violently to the assault. And they met in the midst of that course and in that encounter the spear of Sir Kay held and the spear of Beaumains, because it was not very well directed, was broken into several pieces, so that he would have fallen only for the address of horsemanship that Sir Gawaine had taught him in the year that had passed.
But when Lynette beheld how that the spear of Beaumains was broken in that wise, and how that he was nearly cast out of the saddle in that encounter, she laughed very high and shrill. And she cried out in a loud voice: “Hah! thou kitchen knave, if thou showest not better address than that, thou wilt not be likely to succeed in this adventure that thou hast undertaken.”
Now Beaumains heard the high laughter of Lynette and the words that she called out to him and with that he was more angry than ever. So therewith he ground his teeth together, and, casting aside the stump of his spear which he still held in his hand, he drew his sword and made at Sir Kay with all his might and main. And he put aside Sir Kay’s defence with great violence, and having done so he rose up in his stirrups and lashed a blow at Sir Kay that fell upon his helm like to a bolt of lightning. For in that one blow Beaumains lashed forth all his rage and the indignation of a whole year of the scorn of Sir Kay. And he launched forth all the anger that he felt against the damsel Lynette who had also scorned him.
Beaumains smiteth down Sir Kay.
So fierce and terrible was that blow he struck that I misdoubt that any knight in all the world could have stood against it, far less could Sir Kay stand against it. For straightway upon receiving that stroke the senses of Sir Kay scattered all abroad and darkness fell roaring upon his sight and he fell down from off his horse and lay there upon the ground as though he was dead. Then Beaumains stood above him smiling very grimly. And he said, “Well, Sir Kay, how like you that blow from the hands of the kitchen knave?” but Sir Kay answered him not one word as you may suppose.