Said Clement:  “I see that there is something else in it than that; I see thee to be young, and that love and desire bind thee in closer bonds than thy knightly oath.  Well, so it must be, and till thou hast her, there is but one woman in the world for thee.”

“Nay, it is not so, Master Clement,” said Ralph, “and I will tell thee this, so that thou mayst trow my naysay; since I departed from Upmeads, I have been taken in the toils of love, and desired a fair woman, and I have won her and death hath taken her.  Trowest thou my word?”

“Yea,” said Clement, “but to one of thy years love is not plucked up by the root, and it soon groweth again.”  Then said Ralph, sadly:  “Now tell my gossip of this when thou comest home.”  Clement nodded yeasay, and Ralph spake again in a moment:  “And now will I begin my search in Goldburg by praying thee to bring me to speech of merchants and others who may have seen or heard tidings of my damsel.”

He looked at Clement anxiously as he spoke; and Clement smiled, for he said to himself that looking into Ralph’s heart on this matter was like looking into a chamber through an open window.  But he said:  “Fear not but I will look to it; I am thy friend, and not thy schoolmaster.”

Therewith he departed from Ralph, and within three days he had brought him to speech of all those who were like to know anything of the matter; and one and all they said that they had seen no such woman, and that as for the Lord of Utterbol, he had not been in Goldburg these three months.  But one of the merchants said:  “Master Clement, if this young knight is boun for Utterbol, he beareth his life in his hand, as thou knowest full well.  Now I rede thee bring him to our Queen, who is good and compassionate, and if she may not help him otherwise, yet belike she may give him in writing to show to that tyrant, which may stand him in stead:  for it does not do for any man to go against the will of our Lady and Queen; who will surely pay him back for his ill-will some day or other.”  Said Clement:  “It is well thought of, and I will surely do as thou biddest.”

So wore four days, and, that time during, Ralph was going to and fro asking questions of folk that he came across, as people new come to the city and hunters from the mountain-feet and the forests of the plain, and mariners and such like, concerning the damsel and the Lord of Utterbol; and Bull also went about seeking tidings:  but whereas Ralph asked downright what he wanted to know, Bull was wary, and rather led men on to talk with him concerning those things than asked them of them in such wise that they saw the question.  Albeit it was all one, and no tidings came to them; indeed, the name of the Lord of Utterbol (whom forsooth Bull named not) seemed to freeze the speech of men’s tongues, and they commonly went away at once when it was spoken.

On the fifth day came Clement to Ralph and said:  “Now will I bring thee to the Queen, and she is young, and so fair, and withal so wise, that it seems to me not all so sure but that the sight of her will make an end of thy quest once for all.  So that meseems thou mayest abide here in a life far better than wandering amongst uncouth folk, perilous and cruel.  Yea, so thou mayst have it if thou wilt, being so exceeding goodly, and wise, and well-spoken, and of high lineage.”