XXI.

Thus spoke the King:--"Sire Ganelon, draw near: Receive the glove and staff--you heard the Franks Pass judgment, and on you their choice has fallen." Said Ganelon:--"All this Rollánd has done! My life-long, never will I love him more, Nor Olivier, his comrade and his friend, Nor the twelve Peers, for that they love him well. Here in your presence, I defy them all!" The King replied:--"Too wroth you are. At once You shall depart.--I spoke it."--"Sire, I go, Although for me there is nor shield nor guard: Basile had none, Bazan, his brother, none! Aoi.