"That I shall not tell until I hear your own," replied Launcelot.

"I am known as Ronald de Lile," the other replied in subdued tone.

"Truly and well have I heard of you as a brave knight," was the reply,
"and now I know it to be so. I am Sir Launcelot du Lake."

"Then indeed is honor mine and glory, too. For honor it is to succumb
to Sir Launcelot."

But now both heard the voice of Gawaine. Weak had he grown, but weaker
still his foe. Gawaine had brought the other to earth at last with
swift and mighty blow and such was the force of his stroke the fallen
man could not rise although he made great ado so to do.

"So must I yield," this knight declared. "Now will I admit Arthur no
upstart, but though I die for it I do declare no greater king than
Ryence ever lived."

"By my faith, your words are but such as any knight must hold of his
own sovereign prince. I cannot take offense at brave words, Sir
Knight. Now, give me your name, for you are strong and worthy."

"I am Marvin, brother of him who fought with your comrade. And never
have we met bolder and greater knights."

"I am Gawaine and he who fought your brother is none other than
Launcelot."