Such was the fury of the onset that both were unhorsed.

The saddle-girths of the Suabian had given way, but the Bohemian fell, pierced by the spear of his antagonist.

The former sprang uninjured to his feet, and drawing his sword, rushed against the first object of his attack.

Sir Sandrit, dizzy from his first shock, was staggering beneath the heavy blows of his powerful opponent, as the knight whose advance we have marked, crying "God and Suabia!" turned aside a stroke aimed at the exhausted baron, and stepped between them.
"Who are you ?" said the Lord of Hohenstaufen, parrying a blow and returning it.

"Your shield bears no device; beware lest you fall before it obtains one!" "I shall take a device when I have earned one," was the reply.