Then was he set unto supper and had many good dishes, and so when he had supped, he rested him all night. And on the morn he took his leave and thanked the lady for her lodging and good cheer and then she asked him his name.
“Madam,” he said, “truly my name is Gareth of Orkney and some men call me Beaumains.”
So Sir Gareth departed and by fortune he came to a mountain and there he found a goodly knight, who said, “Abide, sir knight, and joust with me.”
“What are ye called?” said Sir Gareth.
“My name is the Duke de la Rowse.”
“Ah, sir, I lodged in your castle and there I made promise unto your lady that I should yield me unto you.”
“Ah,” said the duke, “art thou that proud knight that offerest to fight with my knights? Make thee ready, for I will fight with you.”
So they did battle together more than an hour and at last Sir Gareth smote the duke to earth and the duke yielded to him.
“Then must ye go,” said Sir Gareth, “unto King Arthur, my lord, at the next feast and say that I, Sir Gareth of Orkney, sent you unto him.”