longer." than that he should live with shame. Yet glad was I not of his death, XXVI. the rich chapel that she had builded there. His sister brought the cerecloth that she took in the Waste Chapel, and presented there where for a hardy knight he was, and yet more would have been, had he lived was his courage so attorned to the Saviour of the World and His sweet wandered so far one day and another that he is returned to his own most the Graal was. Perceval made bring the coffin of the other knight that "Sir," saith the knight, "No thing is there I would not do for you, for "This liketh me right well," saith Perceval, "and I thank you of doing this errand." "Sir," saith he, "Better is he dead, sith that he died with honour, time, nor never once moved therefrom in quest of no adventure; rather end he made, but a little it forthinketh me that he might have still removed. Josephus telleth us that Perceval was in this castle long it beside the coffin of his uncle, nor never thereafter might it be thither the body that lay in the coffin before the castle of Camelot in Perceval departeth from the knight and commendeth him to God. He hath was at the entrance of his castle within the chapel likewise, and place Knight Coward." "Sir," saith Perceval, "Good knight was your brother and a right good that you made my brother Knight Hardy there where you first saw him Damsel of the Car had brought thither. The Widow Lady had made bear been living had he abided in his cowardize." holy castle, and findeth therein his mother and his sister that the Mother, that he and his sister and the damsel that was therein led a