"True, Sir Knight," replied Sir Galahad. "I shall have need to make assurance that my horse is secured so that he may not be stolen." And laughing and full at ease he left the beaten knight to his surly thoughts.
Yet as he went the strange yeoman followed him. So that Sir Galahad turned to him somewhat in amaze.
"I thought that your way was opposite."
"My way, Sir Knight, goes only to yonder turn. Yet before I leave I make you gift of this horse. He is yours. That was not a true tale as to who owned this horse. For its true owner is none other than you and my story such as to test you and find answer to whether you would help those who are in trouble, though the trouble owner be lowly born. The horse is sent by friend of yours whose name is not to be related. I wish you well, Sir Knight."
Much overcome was Sir Galahad at the princely gift, for the horse had impressed him much.
"Tell you this unknown friend of mine, that I value this gift as naught else. Tell you too, that I name him the Seeker, in full honor of my quest."
So then the strange yeoman departed whilst the knight and his faithful man went on their way.