mounted upon a warhorse, proudly snorting, high-mettled, and large of
bone; and a robe of honour in two parts was upon him and upon his
horse, and beneath it was plenty of armour. "Tell me, chieftain,"
said he to Geraint, "who it was that bade thee sit there?" "Myself,"
answered he. "It was wrong of thee to do me this shame and disgrace.
Arise, and do me satisfaction for thine insolence." Then Geraint
arose; and they encountered immediately; and they broke a set of
lances, and a second set, and a third; and they gave each other
fierce and frequent strokes; and at last Geraint became enraged, and
he urged on his horse, and rushed upon him, and gave him a thrust on
the centre of his shield, so that it was split, and so that the head
of his lance went through his armour, and his girths were broken, and
he himself was borne headlong to the ground the length of Geraint's
lance and arm, over his horse's crupper. "Oh, my Lord!" said he,
"thy mercy, and thou shalt have what thou wilt." "I only desire,"
said Geraint, "that this game shall no longer exist here, nor the
hedge of mist, nor magic, nor enchantment." "Thou shalt have this
gladly, Lord," he replied. "Cause, then, the mist to disappear from
this place," said Geraint. "Sound yonder horn," said he, "and when
thou soundest it, the mist will vanish; but it will not go hence
unless the horn be blown by the knight by whom I am vanquished." And
sad and sorrowful was Enid where she remained, through anxiety
concerning Geraint. Then Geraint went and sounded the horn. And at
the first blast he gave, the mist vanished. And all the hosts came
together, and they all became reconciled to each other. And the Earl
invited Geraint and the Little King to stay with him that night. And
the next morning they separated. And Geraint went towards his own
dominions; and thenceforth he reigned prosperously, and his warlike
fame and splendour lasted with renown and honour both to him and to
Enid from that time forth.