e is Sir Percivale de Galis that hath made my quest
to seek Sir Launcelot, and now I am siker that I shall never finish
my quest, for ye have slain me with your hands. It is not so, said
Sir Ector, for I am slain by your hands, and may not live. Therefore
I require you, said Sir Ector unto Sir Percivale, ride ye hereby to a
priory, and bring me a priest that I may receive my Saviour, for I
may not live. And when ye come to the court of King Arthur tell not my
brother, Sir Launcelot, how that ye slew me, for then he would be your
mortal enemy, but ye may say that I was slain in my quest as I sought
him. Alas, said Sir Percivale, ye say that never will be, for I am so
faint for bleeding that I may unnethe stand, how should I then take my
horse?

CHAPTER XIV. How by miracle they were both made whole by the coming of
the holy vessel of Sangreal.

THEN they made both great dole out of measure. This will not avail, said
Sir Percivale. And then he kneeled down and made his prayer devoutly
unto Almighty Jesu, for he was one of the best knights of the world that
at that time was, in whom the very faith stood most in. Right so there
came by the holy vessel of the Sangreal with all manner of sweetness and
savour; but they could not readily see who that bare that vessel, but
Sir Percivale had a glimmering of the vessel and of the maiden that bare
it, for he was a perfect clean maiden; and forthwithal they both were as
whole of hide and limb as ever they were in their life-days: then they
gave thankings to God with great mildness. O Jesu, said Sir Percivale,
what may this mean, that we be thus healed, and right now we were at the
point of dying? I wot full well, said Sir Ector, what it is; it is an
holy vessel that is borne by a maiden, and therein is part of the holy
blood of our Lord Jesu Christ, blessed mote he be. But it may not be
seen, said Sir Ector, but if it be by a perfect man. So God me help,
said Sir Percivale, I saw a damosel, as me thought, all in white, with a
vessel in both her hands, and forthwithal I was whole.

So then they took their horses and their harness, and amended their
harness as well as they might that was broken; and so they mounted upon
their horses, and rode talking together. And there Sir Ector de Maris
told Sir Percivale how he had sought his brother, Sir Launcelot, long,
and never could hear witting of him: In many strange adventures have I
been in this quest. And so either told other of th