When he was unarmed the damsel said to the lady, “Madam, shall we lodge here to-night?”
“No,” said she, “but only till he has dined and slept a little.”
So he ate and slept till the maid called him, and then armed himself by torchlight. When the maid and he were both mounted they left the castle and rode till they reached the seaside. There they found in the darkness a ship awaiting them, and two voices cried from on shipboard, “Welcome, Sir Galahad; we have long waited for you.”
When he heard these words, he asked them who they were.
“Sir,” said the damsel, “Leave your horse here and I shall leave mine.”
When they entered the ship he was welcomed with great joy by those whose voices he had heard, who were none other than Sir Bors and Sir Percival, and he was exceeding glad of their company. As soon as they were on board the wind arose and drove them through the sea. After a while morning dawned and Sir Galahad took off his helmet and his sword and asked his comrades where the ship was from.
“Truly,” said they, “you know as well as we, but of God’s grace.”
The Damsel Rode as Fast as Her Horse Would Gallop That Night and All the Next Day till They Came in Sight of the Sea