“Gramercy, sir,” quoth Rosader, “but I have a feeble friend that lies hereby famished almost for food, aged and therefore less able to abide the extremity of hunger than myself, and dishonor it were for me to taste one crumb, before I made him partner of my fortunes:  therefore I will run and fetch him, and then I will gratefully accept of your proffer.”

Away hies Rosader to Adam Spencer, and tells him the news, who was glad of so happy fortune, but so feeble he was that he could not go; whereupon Rosader got him up on his back, and brought him to the place.  Which when Gerismond and his men saw, they greatly applauded their league of friendship; and Rosader, having Gerismond’s place assigned him, would not sit there himself, but set down Adam Spencer.  Well, to be short, those hungry squires fell to their victuals, and feasted themselves with good delicates, and great store of wine.  As soon as they had taken their repast, Gerismond, desirous to hear what hard fortune drave them into those bitter extremes, requested Rosader to discourse, if it were not any way prejudicial unto him, the cause of his travel.  Rosader, desirous any way to satisfy the courtesy of his favorable host, first beginning his exordium with a volley of sighs, and a few lukewarm tears, prosecuted his discourse, and told him from point to point all his fortunes:  how he was the youngest son of Sir John of Bordeaux, his name Rosader, how his brother sundry times had wronged him, and lastly how, for beating the sheriff and hurting his men, he fled.

“And this old man,” quoth he, “whom I so much love and honor, is surnamed Adam Spencer, an old servant of my father’s, and one, that for his love, never failed me in all my misfortunes.”

When Gerismond heard this, he fell on the neck of Rosader, and next discoursing unto him how he was Gerismond their lawful king exiled by Torismond, what familiarity had ever been betwixt his father, Sir John of Bordeaux, and him, how faithful a subject he lived, and how honorable he died, promising, for his sake, to give both him and his friend such courteous entertainment as his present estate could minister, and upon this made him one of his foresters.  Rosader seeing it was the king, craved pardon for his boldness, in that he did not do him due reverence, and humbly gave him thanks for his favorable courtesy.  Gerismond, not satisfied yet with news, began to inquire if he had been lately in the court of Torismond, and whether he had seen his daughter Rosalynde or no?  At this Rosader fetched a deep sigh, and shedding many tears, could not answer:  yet at last, gathering his spirits together, he revealed unto the king, how Rosalynde was banished, and how there was such a sympathy of affections between Alinda and her, that she chose rather to be partaker of her exile, than to part fellowship; whereupon the unnatural king banished them both:  “and now they are wandered none knows whither, neither could any learn since their departure, the place of their abode.”  This news drave the king into a great melancholy, that presently he arose from all the company, and went into his privy chamber, so secret as the harbor of the woods would allow him.  The company was all dashed at these tidings, and Rosader and Adam Spencer, having such opportunity, went to take their rest.  Where we leave them, and return again to Torismond.