Then rose the woman to her feet, and followed him.
"Wherefore followest thou me," said the knight, "if I may do nothing to serve thee ?" "I follow thee," she answered him, "because thou speakest the truth, and because thou art not true." "If thou speakest the truth, in a mystery speakest thou it," said he.
"Wherefore then ridest thou about the world ?" she asked.
And he replied, "Verily, to succour them that are oppressed, for I have no mistress to whom I may do honour." "Nay, sir knight," said she, "but to get thee a name and great glory, thou ridest about the world.

Verily thou art a man who loveth not the truth." At these words of the woman the knight clapped spurs to his horse, and would have ridden from her, for he loved not to be reviled, and so he told her.

But she followed him, and kept by his stirrup, and said to him as she ran, "Yea, thine own heart whispereth unto thee that I speak but the truth.

It is from thyself thou wouldst flee." Then did the knight listen, and, lo! his own heart was telling him that what the woman said was indeed so.

Then drew he the reins of his bridle, and looked down upon the woman and said to her, "Verily thou hast well spoken, but if I be not true, yet would I be true.
Come with me.