"And you likewise!" saith Messire Gawain. "And whose man are you, Sir knight?" "The Damsel's man of the Car." "Thereof I love you the better," saith Messire Gawain. "God be praised thereof," saith the Knight Coward, "For now shall I have no fear of you." "Nay, truly," saith Messire Gawain, "Thereof be well assured!" The Knight Coward seeth Messire Gawain's shield and knoweth it. "Ha, Sir," saith he, "Now know I well who you are. Now will I alight and ride the right way and set my arms to rights. For you are Messire Gawain, nor hath none the right to claim this shield but only you." The knight alighteth and setteth his armour to rights, and prayeth Messire Gawain abide until he be armed. So he abideth right willingly, and helpeth him withal. Thereupon behold you a knight where he cometh a great gallop athwart the forest like a tempest, and he had a shield party black and white. "Abide, Messire Gawain!" saith he, "For on behalf of Marin the Jealous do I defy you, that hath slain his wife on your account." "Sir knight," saith Messire Gawain, "Thereof am I right heavy of heart, for death had she not deserved." "That availeth nor," saith the Party Knight, "For I hold you to answer for the death. So I conquer you, the wrong is yours; but, and you conquer me, my lord holdeth his blame and shame for known and will hold you to forfeit and you allow me to escape hence on live." "To this will I not agree," saith Messire Gawain, "For God well knoweth that no blame have I herein." "Ha, Messire Gawain," saith the Knight Coward, "Fight him not as having affiance in me, for of me will you have neither succour nor help!" "Heretofore," saith Messire Gawain, "have I achieved adventures without you, and this also, and God help me, will I yet achieve." They come together a full career and break their lances on their shields, and Messire Gawain hurtleth against the horse and passeth beyond and overthroweth him and his horse together. Then draweth he his sword and runneth upon him. And the knight crieth out: "Hold, Messire Gawain! Are you minded to slay me? I yield me conquered, for no mind have I to die for another's folly, and so I cry you mercy hereof." Messire Gawain thinketh that he will do him no further harm, for that of right behoveth him do his lord's bidding. Messire Gawain holdeth his hands, and he doth him homage on behalf of his lord for his hold and all of his land and becometh his man. VI. Thereupon the knight departeth and Messire Gawain remaineth there. "Sir," saith the Knight Coward to Messire Gawain, "I have no mind to be so hardy as are you; for, so God help me, had he defied me in such-wise as he defied you, should have fled away forthwith, or elsewise I should hay fallen at his feet and cried him of mercy." "You wish for nought but peace," saith Messire Gawain.