That is, unless he runs away," he added after reflection.
Now they landed and were received by heralds blowing trumpets, and conducted through a great multitude of people with much pomp and ceremony to a pavilion which had been pitched for them, where they must arm and make ready.
This then they did, helped or hindered by bowing squires whose language they could not understand.
At length, when it lacked but a quarter to the hour of nine, David Day led Hugh's horse into the wide entrance of the pavilion, where they examined its armour, bridle, selle and trappings.
"The beast sweats already," said Hugh, "and so do I, who, to tell truth, dread this heat more than Cattrina's sword.

Pray that they get to the business quickly, or I shall melt like butter on a hot plate." Then his lance was given to him, a lance that was sharp and strong.
When they had been tested by them both, Hugh mounted the grey and at the agreed signal of a single blast upon a trumpet, walked it slowly from the pavilion, Dick going at his side on foot.
At their coming a shout went up from the assembled thousands, for in truth it seemed, as Sir Geoffrey had said, as though all the folk in Venice were gathered on that place.

When they had finished shouting the people began to criticise, finding much in the appearance of this pair that moved their ready wit.

Indeed there was little show about them, for Hugh's plain armour, which lacked all ornament or inlay, was worn with war and travel, and his horse came along as soberly as if it were going out to plough.

Nor was there anything fine about the apparel of Grey Dick, who wore a loose chain shirt much out of fashion--it was that which Sir Andrew had given to Hugh--an iron cap with ear-pieces, and leather buskins on his legs.