Not long did they battle however, for the kitchen boy proved Sir Kay's master right quickly. Whereupon, Sir Kay becoming furious, made great ado to wound his opponent. But could not do so; instead, the other brought him down with fearful stroke which crushed through helmet and all. "If you please, now, Sir Launcelot, to joust with me, I shall find it great honor." So spoke the youth to the knight. Then there was such a battle as none had seen in many months. Neither of these two brought to play his full, strength, yet right cleverly, each struck, counterstruck and brought his skill to play. Much marveled the knight at the youth. Then finally, Sir Launcelot said. "Your quarrel and mine, youth, is not so sore, we may not leave off." "Truly, that is truth," replied the lad. "But it does me good to feel your might." "So tell me your name, that I may dub you knight. Right gladly will I do so." "My name," said the other, "is Gareth. I am brother to Gawaine. I made vow to prove myself worthy of knighthood by finding myself able to undergo the mean tasks as well as the noble ones." So Sir Gawaine came forward wonderingly, to see this brother whom he had not seen since he was a babe. He made him fond embrace. "Right proud of you am I brother. Proud too, that it is Launcelot, whose knight you shall be." Then Sir Gareth became knight. And as they made their way again into the great hall, the King beckoned to Sir Gareth. "Are you still of a mind to take on yourself the first adventure that cometh. For here is one that promises a lengthy time in its fulfillment." Before the new knight could make answer, Sir Gawaine spoke. "This sire, is Gareth, my youngest brother. Worthy of knighthood has he proven so far as strength and skill go." "Then are we right proud to have you among us, nephew. And we pray that you will add lustre to your honored name and to the Round Table as well." "That, I warrant, he will," vouchsafed Sir Launcelot. "Perchance, it seemeth a wise thing to have Sir Kay feed all our knights in prospect the same fat broth he has furnished Gareth." "As to the adventure," the King returned. "There came but a little while ago a maiden, Linet, by name, who craves that we send a knight to succor her sister, the fair Dame Lyoness who is besieged in her castle by the Knight of the Red Lawns." "Good herald," the King continued, "bring you the lady, Linet before us." Into the great hall came a maiden fair. To her the king addressed himself. "My Lady Linet, and it please you, pray tell us of what manner of siege this knight holds against your sister. If to you it seems of avail, we shall be glad to send a goodly number of our knights and yeomen, too, to raise this siege."