He stooped down to her, and raised her up, and said in a kind voice:
"What is amiss, fair damsel, that thou art in such a plight;
and what may I for thine avail? Doth any pursue thee,
that thou fleest thus?"
She stood sobbing awhile, and then took hold of his two hands and said:
"O fair lord, come now and help my lady! for as for me, since I am with thee,
I am safe."
"Yea," said he, "Shall I get to horse at once?"
And therewith he made as if he would move away from her;
but she still held his hands, and seemed to think it good so to do,
and she spake not for a while but gazed earnestly into his face.
She was a fair woman, dark and sleek and lithe...for in good
sooth she was none other than Agatha, who is afore told of.
Now Ralph is somewhat abashed by her eagerness, and lets his
eyes fall before hers; and he cannot but note that despite
the brambles and briars of the wood that she had run through,
there were no scratches on her bare legs, and that her arm
was unbruised where the sleeve had been rent off.
At last she spake, but somewhat slowly, as if she were thinking
of what she had to say: "O knight, by thy knightly oath
I charge thee come to my lady and help and rescue her:
she and I have been taken by evil men, and I fear that they
will put her to shame, and torment her, ere they carry her off;
for they were about tying her to a tree when I escaped:
for they heeded not me who am but the maid, when they had the mistress
in their hands.
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