If you are convinced by the word of our Lord d'Hymbercourt and myself that he is of birth and station worthy to engage with you in knightly and mortal combat, you can ask no more.

Few courts of chivalry, I take it, would hold the evidence inconclusive.

Take up or leave the gage, Sir Count, and do one or the other at once." Calli walked over to the gauntlet and, taking it from the floor, held it in his right hand while he bent his knee before the duke.

He did not look toward Max, but turned in the direction of his friends and tucked the gauntlet in his girdle as he strode away.
"We appoint this day twelve days, on a Sunday afternoon, for the combat," said Charles.

"Then these men shall do their endeavor, each upon the other; and may God give victory to the right!" * * * * * That evening, as usual, Max and I were at Castleman's.