The success of Sir John Ogilvy in the archery contest bred a raging jealousy in Lord Lindsay's breast. Throughout the feast he brooded bitterly. Afterwards, drunk with wine, he challenged his rival to a further contest. Quickly the hall was cleared, and the shooting match took place. Lord Lindsay was a good marksman, but Sir John again proved himself a better. Now only a duel to the death would satisfy the humiliated nobleman. Furiously they fought, until a turn of Lindsay's wrist wrenched the sword from Sir John's hand. But ere Lord Lindsay could strike a shriek burst from his lips, and he fell dead.