Sir Heerdegen then began to arm himself for battle, at which the stranger assisted, saying, “Canst thou now perceive that I am a true knight? At first I knew not so well what were thy pretensions, nor if I had one who was my equal in birth and in courage before me. Since thou hast travelled in the north, it must probably be known to thee, that we knights of the sea, not only can maintain our rights on the battle-field, but can also shew towards our opponents forbearance and courtesy.” “I know it well,” answered Sir Heerdegen, “and, confiding in your honour, I challenged thee to single combat. But, before all other considerations, tell me now, Sir Knight, hast thou been sent hither by the beautiful damsel, with the golden cup and the sword, as her avenger, because I disturbed her when she was collecting leaves, berries, and flowers?” “I know not even,” said the sea-knight, “of what damsel thou speakest;--except that beautiful trembling form there, whom thou callest thy sister, I know not of any fair damsel, far or near. Thou shouldst, therefore, explain more clearly what adventure thy question alludes to.” Sir Heerdegen complied; and no sooner had he finished his description of the wonderful figure that he had seen on the sea-shore, than the Norman warrior turned round to some of his companions, who were nearest him, and said, “Think only! Gerda has been here, and this but half an hour ago. In these woods she has been collecting plants for her magic spells. What may this portend?” The men thus questioned, shook their heads discontentedly and in silence. When at length they seemed about to speak, their answer was delayed; for a young soldier came up to them hastily, and said, “To what purpose this questioning and consultation? He who intends to fight during the last rays of sunset let him make haste, and not confuse his brain with such doubts. If he remains alive, he will have time enough afterwards for consideration; and should he fall, he will no more be disquieted by his curiosity.” So then, as Sir Heerdegen was completely armed, and had also chosen a shield and javelin among many that were offered to him, the two champions stepped into the ring, which, according to northern custom, had been measured out for them, and enclosed with branches of oak and hazel. A hoary-headed warrior led each of the combatants to his place, grasped his hand at parting, saying, “Now do your duty!” after which they were left alone looking at each other.