Never have I been more laggard in fighting than in eating and drinking.

So come thou straight forth into the passageway, where there is good room to swing a sword, and I will try to serve thee." Then they both stepped forth into the broad passage that led to the Steward's pantry, where each man drew his sword again and without more ado fell upon the other as though he would hew his fellow limb from limb.

Then their swords clashed upon one another with great din, and sparks flew from each blow in showers.

So they fought up and down the hall for an hour and more, neither striking the other a blow, though they strove their best to do so; for both were skillful at the fence; so nothing came of all their labor.

Ever and anon they rested, panting; then, after getting their wind, at it they would go again more fiercely than ever.