all myself Christian! Still, said Avalloch, perhaps it is ill done to sit here at meat and tell ugly stories about lady Morgaine's kinswoman. We won our knighthoods, all of us who fought in those days, and needed no such ceremonial. I marvel to hear you say so, said Morgaine. He raised the youngster, embraced him and kissed him.
Not done-I too must go forth for Camelot. She turned away from the light the serving-man carried; she knew her veil was crushed and her dress rumpled, her face smeared with crying and her hair coming down. I wish I might tell you more, but the Sight comes and goes as it will. And later that day they took their secret ways out of Avalon, Nimue travelling in state as the kinsw
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