The stalwart old warrior swore by Saint Bugo that he was grieved the killing of the Rowski had been taken out of his hand.

The laughing Cleves vowed by Saint Bendigo, Hombourg could never have finished off his enemy so satisfactorily as the unknown knight had just done.
But who was he?
was the question which now agitated the bosom of these two old nobles.

How to find him--how to reward the champion and restorer of the honor and happiness of Cleves?
They agreed over supper that he should be sought for everywhere.

Beadles were sent round the principal cities within fifty miles, and the description of the knight advertised, in the Journal de Francfort and the Allgemeine Zeitung.

The hand of the Princess Helen was solemnly offered to him in these advertisements, with the reversion of the Prince of Cleves's splendid though somewhat dilapidated property.
"But we don't know him, my dear papa," faintly ejaculated that young lady.