my feet."

"Would I so?" cried Andred, angrily. "You shall see what I would do."

And as he spoke he drew his sword, and advanced upon his cousin with
intent to slay him on the spot. But Tristram, when he saw him coming
with murderous looks, suddenly drew inwards with all his strength the
two knights to whom he was bound, and with a mighty wrench broke the
strong cords asunder. Then with the leap of a tiger he sprang upon his
treacherous cousin, wrested the sword from his hand, and smote him a
blow that hurled him insensible to the earth. This done, he rushed with
the fury of a madman on his enemies, striking mighty blows to right and
left, till in a few minutes ten of them lay dead and wounded on the
earth.

But seeing that they were pressing on him in too great force, he
retreated into the chapel, in whose door-way he stood, sword in hand,
holding it against all their assaults.

Soon, however, the cry went forth that the prisoner had escaped, and had
felled Andred and killed many of the barons, and others of his foes
hastened up, till more than a hundred beleaguered him in the chapel.

Tristram now looked despairingly on his unarmed form, and saw that many
of his assailants wore armor of proof. Death was sure unless he could
find some means of escape. He knew that the chapel stood on the brow of
the cliff, and here seemed his only hope of safety, though it was a
perilous one. Quickly retreating, he shut and barred the door, and then
with hand and sword wrenched and tore the iron bars from a window over
the cliff, out of which he desperately leaped.

The descent was a deep one, but he fortunately reached the sea below
without striking any of the rocks in his descent. Here he drew himself
into a crevice at the foot of the cliff.

Those above rushed to the rocky edge and looked down into the boiling
waters far below, but they saw nothing of the daring knight, and after a
long and vain effort to see him, went away to report to the king that
his enemy was drowned.

But while King Mark and Tristram's enemies were congratulating one
another upon this, there came to the top of the cliff, Gouvernail,
Lambegus, and others of Tristram's men, who, looking down, saw him
creeping up from the water to a safer place of shelter among the rocks.
Hailing him, they bade him to be of good heart, and, letting down a rope
which they quickly procured, they managed to draw him up to the summit,
where they congratulated him warmly on