"Sir," he answered, "men call me Melias de Lile, and I am the son of the king of Denmark."
"Then, fair sir, since you come of kings and queens, I shall make you a knight; and look you that knighthood sit well on you, for you should be a mirror of chivalry."
"That shall I seek to be," said Melias.
Then Galahad gave him the accolade as he kneeled before him, and bade him rise a knight.
"Now, dear sir," said Melias, "since you have done me this high honor, it is but right that you grant me my first request, so that it be in reason."
"You speak justly," said Galahad.
"I beg, then, that you let me ride with you in the quest of the Sangreal till some adventure shall part us."
"That I grant willingly."
Armor was now brought to Melias, and when it had been girded upon him he and Galahad rode away, and passed onward all that week without an adventure. But on the Monday next, as they set out from an abbey, they came to where a cross marked a parting of the road. On the cross was written,—
"Ye knights-errant, that ride in quest of adventures, here lie two ways. He that takes the right-hand road shall not leave it again, if he be a good man and a worthy knight. He that takes the left-hand shall not lightly win fortune, for his strength and endurance will be soon tried."