When Dame Lyones saw her brother come back, she was passing glad of heart, and forthwith asked the dwarf his master’s lineage.  “He is a king’s son,” said the dwarf, “and his mother is King Arthur’s sister.  His name is Sir Gareth of Orkney, and he is brother to the good knight, Sir Gawain.  But I pray you suffer me to go back to my lord, for truly he will never leave this country till he have me again.”  But when the Lady Lyones knew her deliverer was come of such a kingly stock, she longed more than ever to see him again.

Now as Sir Beaumains rode in vain to rescue his dwarf, he came to a fair green road and met a poor man of the country, and asked him had he seen a knight on a black horse, riding with a dwarf of a sad countenance behind him.  “Yea,” said the man, “I met with such a knight an hour agone, and his name is Sir Gringamors.  He liveth at a castle two miles from hence; but he is a perilous knight, and I counsel ye not to follow him save ye bear him goodwill.”  Then Sir Beaumains followed the path which the poor man showed him, and came to the castle.  And riding to the gate in great anger, he drew his sword, and cried aloud, “Sir Gringamors, thou traitor! deliver me my dwarf again, or by my knighthood it shall be ill for thee!” Then Sir Gringamors looked out of a window and said, “Sir Gareth of Orkney, leave thy boasting words, for thou wilt not get thy dwarf again.”  But the Lady Lyones said to her brother, “Nay brother, but I will that he have his dwarf, for he hath done much for me, and delivered me from the Knight of the Redlands, and well do I love him above all other knights.”  So Sir Gringamors went down to Sir Gareth and cried him mercy, and prayed him to alight and take good cheer.

Then he alighted, and his dwarf ran to him.  And when he was in the hall came the Lady Lyones dressed royally like a princess.  And Sir Gareth was right glad of heart when he saw her.  Then she told him how she had made her brother take away his dwarf and bring him back to her.  And then she promised him her love, and faithfully to cleave to him and none other all the days of her life.  And so they plighted their troth to each other.  Then Sir Gringamors prayed him to sojourn at the castle, which willingly he did.  “For,” said he, “I have promised to quit the court for twelve months, though sure I am that in the meanwhile I shall be sought and found by my lord King Arthur and many others.”  So he sojourned long at the castle.

Anon the knights, Sir Perseant, Sir Perimones, and Sir Pertolope, whom Sir Gareth had overthrown, went to King Arthur’s court with all the knights who did them service, and told the king they had been conquered by a knight of his named Beaumains.  And as they yet were talking, it was told the king there came another great lord with five hundred knights, who, entering in, did homage, and declared himself to be the Knight of the Redlands.  “But my true name,” said he, “is Ironside, and I am hither sent by one Sir Beaumains, who conquered