"Now, by my blessed patron, Saint Buffo of Bonn, had any other but Ludwig of Hombourg so said, I would have cloven him from skull to chine." "By Saint Bugo of Katzenellenbogen, I will prove my words on Sir Gottfried's body--not on thine, old brother-in-arms.

And to do the knave justice, he is a good lance.

Holy Bugo! but he did good service at Acre! But his character was such that, spite of his bravery, he was dismissed the army; nor even allowed to sell his captain's commission." "I have heard of it," said the Margrave; "Gottfried hath told me of it.
'Twas about some silly quarrel over the wine-cup--a mere silly jape, believe me.

Hugo de Brodenel would have no black bottle on the board.
Gottfried was wroth, and to say sooth, flung the black bottle at the county's head.

Hence his dismission and abrupt return.