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Chapter XII
Anontheysawotherknightscomeinwithhasteatthehalldoorsandtaketheirharnessoff,whosaidtoSirGalahad,“Sir,wehavetriedsoretobewithyouatthistable.”
“Yebewelcome,”saidhe,“butwhenceareye?”
SothreeofthemsaidtheywerefromGaul;andthreefromIreland;andthreefromDenmark.
Thencameforththelikenessofabishop,withacrossinhishand,andfourangelsstoodbyhim,andatableofsilverwasbeforethem,whereonwassetthevesseloftheSangreal.Thencameforthotherangelsalso—twobearingburningcandles,andthethirdatowel,andthefourthaspearwhichbledmarvellously,thedropswherefromfellintoaboxheheldinhislefthand.Anonthebishoptookthewaferuptoconsecrateit,andattheliftingup,theysawthefigureofaChild,whosevisagewasasbrightasanyfire,whichsmoteitselfintothemidstofthewaferandvanished,sothatallsawthefleshmadebread.
ThereatthebishopwenttoGalahadandkissedhim,andbadehimgoandkisshisfellows;andsaid,“Now,servantsoftheLord,prepareforfoodsuchasnoneeveryetwerefedwithsincetheworldbegan.”
Withthathevanished,andtheknightswerefilledwithagreatdreadandprayeddevoutly.
Thensawtheycomeforthfromtheholyvesselthevisionofamanbleedingallopenly,whomtheyknewwellbythetokensofHispassionfortheLordHimself.Atthattheyfellupontheirfacesandweredumb.AnonhebroughttheHolyGraletothemandspakehighwordsofcomfort,and,whentheydranktherefrom,thetastethereofwassweeterthananytonguecouldtellorheartdesire.
