"By my head," said Sir Tristram, "as for one battle thou shalt not seek it no longer. For God defend," said Sir Tristram, "that through my default thou shouldest longer live thus a Saracen. For yonder is a knight that ye, Sir Palamides, have hurt and smitten down; now help me that I were armed in his armor, and I shall soon fulfil thine avows."
"As ye will," said Sir Palamides, "so it shall be."
So they rode unto that knight that sat upon a bank, and then Sir Tristram saluted him, and he weakly saluted him again.
"Sir knight," said Sir Tristram, "I require you tell me your right name."
"Sir," he said, "my name is Sir Galleron of Galway, and knight of the Table Round."
"Truly," said Sir Tristram, "I am right heavy of your hurts: but this is all, I must pray you to lend me all your whole armor, for ye see I am unarmed, and I must do battle with this knight."
"Sir," said the hurt knight, "ye shall have it with a good will; but ye must beware, for I warn you that knight is wight [strong]. Sir," said Galleron, "I pray you tell me your name, and what is that knight's name that hath beaten me."
"Sir, as for my name, it is Sir Tristram de Lyonesse, and as for the knight's name that hath hurt you, it is Sir Palamides, brother unto the good knight Sir Safere, and yet is Sir Palamides unchristened."
"Alas," said Sir Galleron, "that is pity that so good a knight and so noble a man of arms should be unchristened."
"Truly," said Sir Tristram, "either he shall slay me, or I him, but that he shall be christened or ever we depart in sunder."