Ther came sire Gareth in at the gate with an angry countenaunce and his swerd drawen in his hand and cryed aloude that alle the castel myght here hit sayeng “thou traitour syre Gryngamor delyuer me my dwerf ageyn or by the feith that I owe to the ordre of knyghthode I shal doo the al the harme that I can”
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