To this Sir Accalon said, “What is that service?” And the damoiselle replied, “I will tell thee: There is, dwelling not far from this place, a certain knight hight Sir Ontzlake, who hath an elder brother hight Sir Domas. This Sir Domas hath served Sir Ontzlake very ill in many ways, and hath deprived him of well nigh all of his patrimony, so that only a little is left to Sir Ontzlake of all the great possessions that were one time his father’s. But even such a small holding as that Sir Domas begrudges Sir Ontzlake, so that Sir Ontzlake must needs hold what he hath by such force of arms as he may himself maintain. Now Sir Domas hath found himself a champion who is a man of a great deal of strength and prowess, and through this champion Sir Domas challenges Sir Ontzlake’s right to hold even that small part of those lands which were one time his father’s; wherefore if Sir Ontzlake would retain what is his he must presently do battle therefore. “Now this is a very sad case for Sir Ontzlake, for a short time since he was wounded by a spear at a tournament and was pierced through both of his thighs, wherefore he is not now able to sit upon his horse and to defend his rights against assault. Wherefore meseems that a knight could have no better cause to show his prowess than in the defence of so sad a case as this.” So spake that lady, and to all she said Sir Accalon listened with great attention, and when she had ended he said, “Lady, I would be indeed right willing to defend Sir Ontzlake’s right, but, lo! I have no armor nor have I any arms to do battle withal.” Then that damoiselle smiled very kindly upon Sir Accalon and she said to him, “Sir, Sir Ontzlake may easily fit thee with armor that shall be altogether to thy liking. And as for arms, I have in this pavilion a sword that hath but one other fellow in all the world.” Upon this she arose and went back into that curtained recess from which she had come, and thence she presently returned, bringing a certain thing wrapped in a scarlet cloth. And she opened the cloth before Sir Accalon’s eyes, and lo! that which she had there was King Arthur’s sword Excalibur in his sheath. Then the damoiselle said, “This sword shall be thine if thou wilt assume this quarrel upon behalf of Sir Ontzlake.” [Sidenote: _The Lady Gomyne showeth Excalibur to Sir Accalon._] [Sidenote: _Sir Accalon consents to do battle for Sir Ontzlake._] Now when Sir Accalon beheld that sword he wist not what to think, and he said to himself, “Certes, either this is Excalibur or else it is his twin brother.” Therewith he drew the blade from out of its shield and it shined with extraordinary splendor. Then Sir Accalon said, “I know not what to think for pure wonder, for this sword is indeed the very image of another sword I wot of.” When he so spake that damoiselle smiled upon him again, and she said, “I have heard tell that there is in the world another sword like to this.”