Malory cuts to Guenever and Elaine at this point, shortly after Launcelot has run off into the woods to be a crazy man. “This is all your fault,” Guenever tells Elaine. “Oh, come on!” Elaine protests Guenever’s assertion. “I mean, … Continue reading →
Bors has to sit down for a second, after seeing all that. He lands in a chair, and in another chair next to him notices an old man with snakes wrapped around his neck. The old man is also carrying … Continue reading →
So Bors goes to bed for the night, in a room that’s been set aside for him, and he politely declines an unspecified number of offers of bedtime companionship (Malory is vague). And then! Spear out of nowhere! It’s long … Continue reading →
Pretty soon a knight comes by! Sir Bors! He’s not Sir Launcelot, but he is Launcelot’s nephew. Also he’s the late Sir Lamorak’s brother, and he’s knight of the Round Table. He’s pretty darn close. I mean, what are … Continue reading →
Meanwhile, elsewhere, Arthur and Launcelot continue their argument from Chapter 35. “No one in the Castle of Maidens has seen hide or hair of Tristram since you nearly killed him back in Chapter 34,” worries Arthur. “Maybe he wandered off … Continue reading →
Meanwhile Palomides and Gaheris meet up with that foursome from Chapter 23, Bors and Ector and Bleoberis and Dirant. And also Launcelot. They hang out at the castle mentioned last chapter, drinking, talking, having a good knightly bonding time. Eventually … Continue reading →
This chapter may have been written while Malory was in the throes of a stroke, or possibly two pages were stuck together and his editor missed it, or something, because not only does it make no sense in the familiar … Continue reading →
