And whan Merlin saugh Vlfin, he seide, "Sir stiwarde, take
these briddes, and do dight hem for youre kynges soper, that
hath not the hardynesse to make a man riche that myght hym
well guerdon, and to hym that this day hath spoke with the
man that hath hym tolde of the grete richesse vnther þe
erthe." [folio 57b] Than be-gan Vlfin to lawgh right harde, and seide, "Sir, yef it
plese yow come with me here a-bove, for I wolde speke with
yow of many thynges." And he seide he wolde go with gode
will. And the kynge be-heilde Vlfin, and saugh hym laugh
hertely, and than he required hym to telle why he dide laugh so
sore. And he seide that he sholde wyte a-nother tyme. Than
yede the cherll so araide as he was, and mette with kay the
stiward, and seide, "Holde here, sir seneschall, now may ye
plume, and as gladly mote the kynge hem ete as I it hym
yeve." "Sir," quod Vlfin, "and this is not the firste tyme." With
that com bretell, and hadde wele herde that Merlin hadde seide,
and also that Vlfin hadde seyde to hym, that better semed a
cherll than eny that was in the worlde. And whan he hadde
herde hem a-while speke, he perceyved that it was Merlin, and
be-gan to lawgh vndir his mantell right harde. And the kynge
herde hym, and badde hym telle the cause why that he
lowgh. And he tolde he wolde telle hym yef the carll wolde
assente. And the cherll than be-gan to laugh lowde, and seide to Vlfyn,
"Tell on, for I will that thow do so." Than seide Vlfin to the
kynge, "Sir, ne knowe ye not youre frende Merlin, and ne
sholde not he come to speke with yow to day." And the kynge
seide, "Yesse; wherefore say ye?" "Sir," quod Vlfin, "I sey
for that ye knowe hym not so wele as I wolde that ye dide; ffor
ye se somme two tymes or thre, and yet ye ne knowe hem not, and
ther-of I merveyle." Whan the kynge vndirstode Vlfyn he was
gretly dismayed, that he wiste not what for to ansuere. "Certes,"
quod Vlfin, "ye haue seyn hym many tymes, and that I knowe
well." Than seide the kynge, "Telle me what is this
cherll." "Sir," quod Vlfin, "sholde ye ought knowe Merlin yef ye
myght hym se?" "Yee, trewly," seide the kynge, "right
wele." "Thanne be-holde this worthi man, and loke yef ye haue euer