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Chapter XII
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Thenhearmedandwenttowardsthegate,andcomingtothelionshedrewouthissword,butsuddenlyadwarfrushedoutandsmotehimonthearm,sothathedropthissword,andheardagainthevoice,“Oh,manofevilfaith,andpoorbelief,whereforetrustestthouthinearmsabovethyMaker?”Thenheputuphisswordandsignedthecrossuponhisforehead,andsopassedbythelionswithouthurt.
Andgoingin,hefoundachamberwiththedoorshut,whichinvainhetriedtoopen.Andlisteningthereatheheardavoicewithin,whichsangsosweetlythatitseemednoearthlything,“JoyandhonourbetotheFatherofHeaven!”Thenhekneeleddownatthedoor,forheknewwelltheSangrealwastherewithin.
Anonthedoorwasopenedwithouthands,andforthwithcamethereoutsogreatasplendourasifallthetorchesoftheworldhadbeenalighttogether.Butwhenhewouldhaveenteredin,avoiceforbadhim;whereforehedrewback,andlooked,standinguponthethresholdofthedoor.Andtherehesawatableofsilver,andtheholyvesselcoveredwithredsamite,andmanyangelsrounditholdingburningcandlesandacrossandalltheornamentsofthealtar.
Thenaprieststoodupandofferedmass,andwhenhetookthevesselup,heseemedtosinkbeneaththatburden.AtthatSirLancelotcried,“OFather,takeitnotforsinthatIgointohelpthepriest,whohathmuchneedthereof.”Sosaying,hewentin,butwhenhecametowardsthetablehefeltabreathoffirewhichissuedouttherefromandsmotehimtotheground,sothathehadnopowertorise.
