Chapel perilous

Chapter 9.

The Adventure of the Chapel Perilous Now on a day as he rode through the forest, Sir Lancelot met a damsel weeping bitterly, and seeing him, she cried, Stay, Sir Knight, by your knighthood I require you to aid me in my distress.

Immediately Sir Lancelot checked his horse and asked in what she needed his service.

Sir, said the maiden, my brother lies at the point of death, for this day he fought with the stout knight Sir Gilbert, and sorely they wounded each other, and a wise woman, a sorceress, has said that nothing may stretch my brother's wounds unless they be searched with the sword and bound up with a piece of the cloth from the body of the wounded knight, who lies in the ruined chapel hard by.

A knight of the round table, said Sir Lancelot.

The more am I bound to your service.

Only tell me, gentle damsel, where I may find this chapel perilous.

So she directed him, and riding through forest byways, Sir Lancelot came presently upon a little ruined chapel, standing in the midst of a churchyard when the tombs showed broken and neglected under the dark ease.

We will get back to this at some point, I guess.

When we talk about Chapel Perilous, that maybe-

Yeah, probably.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You have a Robert Anton Wilson quote here that says, "You come out the other side of, uh, Chapel Perilous with either, either stone, a stone paranoid or an agnostic.

There is no third way.

I came out an agnostic."