Lancelot, Sir

“He was said to be the second-best knight in the world. Sir Lancelot Sir Tristram, Sir Lamorak...”

“Oh, Sir Lancelot, Sir Lancelot!” cried an unknown gentlewoman, riding toward him at full speed and evidently trying to wring her hands in spite of the reins.

"Then is her travail lost," replied the knight; "for, though she had brought Sir Lancelot, Sir Tristram, Sir Lamoracke, or Sir Gawain, I count myself their equal, and who besides shall be so called?"

But neither for king, queen, nor knights would he accept it, and when the cry was raised by the heralds,— "Sir Lancelot, Sir Lancelot has won the field this day!" he bade them change, and cry instead,— "The knight with the black shield has won the day."

A place in Brittany; the dolmen at, 51 Lancelot, Sir.