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Then cried he aloud, 2212 Thenne þe kny3t con calle ful hy3e, "Who dwells here discourse with me to hold?" "Who sti3tle3 in þis sted, me steuen to holde? Now is the good Gawayne going aright For now is gode Gawayn goande ry3t here, If any wy3e o3t wyl wynne hider fast, 2216 Oþer now, oþer neuer, his nede3 to spede." He hears a voice commanding him to abide where he is. "Abyde," quod on on þe bonke, abouen ouer his hede, "& þou schal haf al in hast, þat I þe hy3t ones." 3et he rusched on þat rurde, rapely a þrowe, 2220 & wyth quettyng a-wharf, er he wolde ly3t; Soon there comes out of a hole, with a fell weapon, & syþen he keuere3 bi a cragge, & come3 of a hole, Whyrlande out of a wro, wyth a felle weppen, a Danish axe, quite new, A dene3 ax nwe dy3t, þe dynt with [t]o 3elde 2224 With a borelych bytte, bende by þe halme, Fyled in a fylor, fowre fote large, Hit wat3 no lasse, bi þat lace þat lemed ful bry3t. the "knight in green," clothed as before. & þe gome in þe erene gered as fyrst, 2228 Boþe þe lyre & þe legge3, lokke3, & berde, Saue þat fayre on his fote he founde3 on þe erþe, Sette þe stele to þe stone, & stalked bysyde. When he reaches the stream, he hops over and strides about. When he wan to þe watter, þer he wade nolde, 2232 He hypped ouer on hys ax, & orpedly stryde3, Bremly broþe on a bent, þat brode wat3 a-boute, on snawe. [Fol. 121.] He meets Sir Gawayne without obeisance. Sir Gawayn þe kny3t con mete. 2236 He ne lutte hym no þyng lowe, The other tells him that he is now ready for conversation Þat oþer sayde, "now, sir swete, Of steuen mon may þe trowe."