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Chapter XI
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Thereattheknightspakenot,buttookhisshieldandbuckleditroundhisneck,andleapingonhishorsecaughtaspearfromhissquire’shand.
ThensaidSirKayHediustoSirTristram,“Letmeassayhim.”
“Dothybest,”saidhe.
Sothetwoknightsmet,andSirKayHediusfellsorelywoundedinthebreast.
“Thouhastwelljousted,”criedSirTristramtotheknight;“nowmakereadyforme!”
“Iamready,”answeredhe,andencounteredhim,andsmotehimsoheavilythathefelldownfromhishorse.Whereat,beingashamed,heputhisshieldbeforehim,anddrewhissword,cryingtothestrangeknighttodolikewise.Thentheyfoughtonfootforwellnightwohours,tilltheywerebothweary.
AtlastSirTristramsaid,“InallmylifeInevermetaknightsostrongandwell-breathedasyebe.Itwereapityweshouldfurtherhurteachother.Holdthyhand,fairknight,andtellmethyname.”
“ThatwillI,”answeredhe,“ifthouwilttellmethine.”
“Myname,”saidhe,“isSirTristramofLyonesse.”
“Andmine,SirLamorackeofGaul.”
Thenbothcriedouttogether,“Wellmet;”andSirLamorackesaid,“Sir,foryourgreatrenown,Iwillthatyehavealltheworshipofthisbattle,andthereforewillIyieldmeuntoyou.”Andtherewithhetookhisswordbythepointtoyieldhim.
“Nay,”saidSirTristram,“yeshallnotdoso,forwellIknowyedoitofcourtesy,andnotofdread.”AndtherewithheofferedhisswordtoSirLamoracke,saying,“Sir,asanovercomeknight,IyieldmeuntoyouasuntothemanofnoblestpowersIhaveevermetwith.
