` But of a truth , Kai , no man ever confessed an adventure so much to his own dishonour , and strange indeed it seems that none other man have I ever met that knew of the black man , and the knight and the shower . ' ` Would it not be well , ' said Owen , ` to go and discover the place ? ' ` By the hand of my friend , ' answered Kai , ` often dost thou utter that with thy tongue which thou wouldest not make good with thy deeds . ' ` In truth , ' said Guenevere the queen , who had listened to the tale , ` thou wert better hanged , Kai , than use such speech towards a man like Owen . ' ' I meant nothing , lady , ' replied Kai ; ` thy praise of Owen is not greater than mine . ' And as he spoke Arthur awoke , and asked if he had not slept for a little . ` Yes , lord , ' answered Owen , ` certainly thou hast slept . ' ` Is it time for us to go to meat ? ' ` It is , lord , ' answered Owen . Then the horn for washing themselves was sounded , and after that the king and his household sat down to eat . And when they had finished , Owen left them , and made ready his horse and his arms . With the first rays of the sun he set forth , and travelled through deserts and over mountains and across rivers , and all befell him which had befallen Kynon , till he stood under the leafless tree listening to the song of the birds . Then he heard the voice , and turning to look found the knight galloping to meet him . Fiercely they fought till their lances were broken , and then they drew their swords , and a blow from Owen cut through the knight 's helmet , and pierced his skull . Feeling himself wounded unto death the knight fled , and Owen pursued him till they came to a splendid castle . Here the knight dashed across the bridge that spanned the moat , and entered the gate , but as soon as he was safe inside , the drawbridge was pulled up and caught Owen 's horse in the middle , so that half of him was inside and half out , and Owen could not dismount and knew not what to do . While he was in this sore plight a little door in the castle gate opened , and he could see a street facing him , with tall houses . Then a maiden with curling hair of gold looked through the little door and bade Owen open the gate . ` By my troth ! ' cried Owen , ' I can no more open it from here than thou art able to set me free . '
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