As he rode through the land, he saw how it seemed that a dire pestilence had swept over it; for where he had seen the golden corn waving in miles of smiling fields, he saw it now blackened along the ground; the trees were stripped of their leaves and fruit, the cattle lay dead in the meads, and the fish rotted in the streams, while in the villages lay the people dead or dying in shattered or roofless cottages.
As he passed, those that were alive cursed him, and called down upon him the wrath of Heaven.
'See, see,' they cried, 'thou murderous knight, how the evil stroke thou gavest to King Pellam by that hallowed spear hath destroyed this happy land! Go! thou foul knight, and may the vengeance strike thee soon!'
Balin went on, heavy of mind, for he knew not why he had been caused to do this evil.
For many days he passed through the saddened land, and he felt that in a little while death would meet him.
Then suddenly one day he came upon a castle in a wood, and he heard a horn blow, as it had been at the death of a beast.
'Here,' said Balin, 'shall I meet my death-wound, for that blast was blown for me.'
As he came on the green before the castle, many ladies and knights met him and welcomed him with fair semblance, and gave him good cheer.
'Now,' said the lady of the castle, when he had eaten, 'ye must do a joust for me with a knight hereby who hath won from me a fair island in a stream, and he hath overcome every knight that hath essayed to win it back for me.'
'Well, as you claim it for your good cheer,' said Balin, 'I will e'en joust, though both I and my horse are spent with travelling, and my heart is heavy. Nevertheless, show me the place.'
'But, sir,' said a knight, 'thou shouldst change thy shield for a bigger. For the strange knight is a strong one and a hardy.'
Balin cared not, and so took the shield with a device upon it that was not his own. Then he and his horse were led to a great barge, and so they were poled across the wide stream to an island.
When Balin had landed and mounted his horse, he rode a little way towards a stout tower, and from it a knight issued, his armour all in red, and the trappings of his horse of the same colour. They couched their lances and came marvellously fast together, and smote each other in the midmost of their shields; and the shock of their spears was so great that it bore down both horses and men, and for a little while the knights were dazed.
The stranger rose up first, for Balin was much bruised and wearied; and the red knight drew his sword and came towards Balin, who thereupon got upon his feet, and they fought most fiercely together. So they fought till their breaths failed.
Many were the bouts they fought, and they rested oftentimes, and then to battle again, so that in a little while the grass of the sward where they struggled was red with the blood of their wounds.
But the more wearied they were the fiercer they fought to vanquish each the other, so that their hauberks were in tatters, their helms were broken, and their shields were rived and cracked. At the last the red knight could not lift his shield for weakness, and then he went back a little and fell down.
Balin also sank to the ground, faint with his wounds, and as he lay he cried out:
'What knight art thou? for ere now I never found a knight that matched me.'
The other answered him faintly:
'My name is Balan, brother to the good knight Balin!'
'Alas!' said Balin, 'that ever I should see the day!' And therewith he fell back in a swoon.
Then Balan crawled on all fours, feet and hands, and put off the helm of his brother, and might hardly know him by his face, so hewn and stained it was. Balan wept and kissed his face, and with that Balin awoke.
'O Balan, my brother, thou hast slain me and I thee!'
'Alas!' said Balan, 'but I knew thee not, my brother. Hadst thou had thine own shield, I would have known thy device of the two swords.'
'Ah, 'twas part of the evil hap that hath followed me,' cried Balin. 'I know not why.'
Then they both swooned, and the lady of the castle came and would have had them taken to a chamber. But Balan awoke and said:
'Let be! let be! No leech can mend us. And I would not live more, for I have slain my dear brother and he me!'
Balin woke up therewith, and put his hand forth, and his brother clasped it in his, very eagerly.
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