Then he called to his companions for help, but they took no heed.

Finding himself alone, he dismounted, hastily examined the horse's wound, and, having unbuckled a cloak from his saddle, cast down his shield in order that he might run more lightly.
"Thanks to God, he is mine," muttered Hugh.

"Touch him not, Dick, unless I fall, and then do you take up the quarrel till you fall." So speaking he leapt upon the man out of the shadow of some thorns that grew there.
"Lift your shield and fight," said Hugh, advancing on him with raised sword.

"I am Hugh de Cressi." "Then, sir, I yield myself your prisoner," answered the knight, "seeing that you are two and I but one." "Not so.

I take no prisoners, who seek vengeance, not ransom, and least of all from you.