nis, or find a knight in my stead. And well you know the knights of
King Ban's blood are hard men to overcome in battle."

"That may be," said Tristram, "yet I dread not to meet them. For the
honor which you showed me in Ireland, and for the sake of your gracious
daughter La Belle Isolde, I will take the battle on two conditions:
first, that you swear that you are in the right, and had no hand in the
knight's death; second, that if I win in this fight you grant me the
reward I may ask, if you deem it reasonable."

"Truly, I am innocent, and you shall have whatever you ask," said the
king.

"Then I accept the combat," said Tristram. "You may return to Camelot
and make answer that your champion is ready, for I shall die in your
quarrel rather than be recreant. Blamor is said to be a hardy knight,
but I would meet him were he the best warrior that now bears shield and
spear."

King Anguish then departed and told the judges that he had his champion
ready, and was prepared for the wager of battle at any time that pleased
them. In consequence, Blamor and Tristram were sent for to hear the
charge. But when the knights of the court learned that the champion was
he who had vanquished Marhaus and Palamides, there was much debate and
shaking of the head, and many who had felt sure of the issue now grew
full of doubt, the more so when they learned the story of Hector de
Maris and his companion.

But the combatants took their charge in all due dignity, and then
withdrew to make ready for the battle. Blamor was attended by his
brother Sir Bleoberis, who said to him, feelingly,--

"Remember, dear brother, of what kin we are, being cousins to Lancelot
du Lake, and that there has never been a man of our blood but would
rather die than be shamed in battle."

"Have no doubt of me," answered Blamor. "I know well this knight's
record; but if he should strike me down through his great might, he
shall slay me before I will yield as recreant."

"You will find him the strongest knight you have ever had to do with. I
know that well, for I had once a bout with him at King Mark's court. So
God speed you!"

"In God and my cause I trust," answered Blamor.

Then he took his horse and rode to one end of the lists, and Tristram to
the other, where, putting their spears in rest, they spurred their
gallant steeds and rushed together with the speed of lightning. The
result was that Blamor and his horse together were hurled to the earth,
while