Ulrich von Gradwitz and Georg Znaeym have finally come face to face to battle this long lived feud, that has manage to stay alive all these generations. "On this wild night, in this dark, lone spot"( Munro 34).
"I'm caught in my own forest-land...when my men come to release us you will wish, perhaps, that you were in a better plight than caught poaching on a neighbour's land"(Munro 35).
"So you're not killed [Ulrich]" (Munro 35).
Both men stood in silence glaring, "each had a rifle in his hand, each had hate in his heart and murder upper-most in his mind...but a man who has been brought up under the code of [restraining] cannot easily [shoot down] his neighbor...without word spoken" (Munro 34).
Nonetheless, the wildernesses had an agenda of its own. A violent bang from the storm had caused a crash on their heads. All of a sudden a "mass of falling beech tree head thundered down on them"(Munro 34).
Would you care to be my friend Georg Znaeym?
Ulrich von Gradwitz...I'll be your friend.
Both men were trapped and fairly injured from the tree falling. Later on the men bicker back and forth whose men will retrieve them and leave the other for dead. As well, both had given up on the idea of freeing themselves.
As Ulrich laid there in pain he remembered his wine-flask in his pocket. With his partially free hand he drank from his flask and man did "the wine [warm] and [revive] the wounded man" (Munro 36). Ulrich looked at his enemy in pity. Urich offered some to Georg, however he declined because he cannot see nor does he drink with the enemy.
Ulrich decides that the feud is no longer important and the men should put it behind them. Georg was silent for a long time, he recalls how no one had ever seen a Znaeym and a von Gradwitz together as friends however Georg says he''ll be Ulrich's friend.