medy. But at the last an old man said an
she might have a dish full of blood of a maid and a clean virgin in will
and in work, and a king's daughter, that blood should be her health, and
for to anoint her withal; and for this thing was this custom made. Now,
said Percivale's sister, fair knights, I see well that this gentlewoman
is but dead. Certes, said Galahad, an ye bleed so much ye may die.
Truly, said she, an I die for to heal her I shall get me great worship
and soul's health, and worship to my lineage, and better is one harm
than twain. And therefore there shall be no more battle, but to-morn I
shall yield you your custom of this castle. And then there was great joy
more than there was to-fore, for else had there been mortal war upon the
morn; notwithstanding she would none other, whether they wold or nold.

That night were the three fellows eased with the best; and on the morn
they heard mass, and Sir Percivale's sister bade bring forth the sick
lady. So she was, the which was evil at ease. Then said she: Who shall
let me blood? So one came forth and let her blood, and she bled so much
that the dish was full. Then she lift up her hand and blessed her; and
then she said to the lady: Madam, I am come to the death for to make you
whole, for God's love pray for me. With that she fell in a swoon.
Then Galahad and his two fellows start up to her, and lift her up and
staunched her, but she had bled so much that she might not live. Then
she said when she was awaked: Fair brother Percivale, I die for the
healing of this lady, so I require you that ye bury me not in this
country, but as soon as I am dead put me in a boat at the next haven,
and let me go as adventure will lead me; and as soon as ye three come to
the City of Sarras, there to enchieve the Holy Grail, ye shall find me
under a tower arrived, and there bury me in the spiritual place; for I
say you so much, there Galahad shall be buried, and ye also, in the same
place.

Then Percivale understood these words, and granted it her, weeping. And
then said a voice: Lords and fellows, to-morrow at the hour of prime ye
three shall depart everych from other, till the adventure bring you
to the Maimed King. Then asked she her Saviour; and as soon as she had
received it the soul departed from the body. So the same day was the
lady healed, when she was anointed withal. Then Sir Percivale made a
letter of all that she had holpen them as in strange adventures, and put
it in