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Then cried he aloud, 2212 Thenne þe knyȝt con calle ful hyȝe, "Who dwells here discourse with me to hold?" "Who stiȝtleȝ in þis sted, me steuen to holde? Now is the good Gawayne going aright For now is gode Gawayn goande ryȝt here, If any wyȝe oȝt wyl wynne hider fast, 2216 Oþer now, oþer neuer, his nedeȝ 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 hyȝt ones." Ȝet he rusched on þat rurde, rapely a þrowe, 2220 & wyth quettyng a-wharf, er he wolde lyȝt; Soon there comes out of a hole, with a fell weapon, & syþen he keuereȝ bi a cragge, & comeȝ of a hole, Whyrlande out of a wro, wyth a felle weppen, a Danish axe, quite new, A deneȝ ax nwe dyȝt, þe dynt with [t]o ȝelde 2224 With a borelych bytte, bende by þe halme, Fyled in a fylor, fowre fote large, Hit watȝ no lasse, bi þat lace þat lemed ful bryȝt. the "knight in green," clothed as before. & þe gome in þe erene gered as fyrst, 2228 Boþe þe lyre & þe leggeȝ, lokkeȝ, & berde, Saue þat fayre on his fote he foundeȝ 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 strydeȝ, Bremly broþe on a bent, þat brode watȝ a-boute, on snawe. [Fol. 121.] He meets Sir Gawayne without obeisance. Sir Gawayn þe knyȝt 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."