Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality. Vol. 14 (of 15), King Arthur (2)Malory, Thomas, Sir
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Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality. Vol. 14 (of 15), King Arthur (2)
Malory, Thomas, Sir
Arthurian romances; Malory, Thomas, Sir, active 15th century. Morte d'Arthur -- Adaptations
"Try no more," said Kay to the king. "You have seen your marvel, and now
may, with a good appetite, go to your dinner."
This advice seemed timely to the king, and all went to the court, where
the knights took their seats at the Round Table, and were served by
young men lately made knights. When they had been fully served, every
seat being filled save the seat perilous, another marvellous thing
happened. For suddenly all the doors and windows of the hall shut of
themselves. Yet the room was not greatly darkened, and men looked into
one another's faces with abashed and frightened visages.
"Fair fellows and lords," said the king, "this is a day of strange
events. And I doubt if we shall not see greater before night comes, for
it seems a day set aside by the fates."
As he spoke, there came into the hall an ancient man, clothed all in
white, but no knight knew through which door he had entered. By the hand
he led a young knight, clad in red armor, but without sword or shield,
an empty scabbard hanging by his side.
"Peace be with you, fair lords," said the old man. Then he turned to
King Arthur, and said,--
"Sir, I bring with me a young knight who is of kingly lineage, and of
the kindred of Joseph of Arimathea. By his hand many strange marvels are
destined to be accomplished."
The king heard these words with close attention, and answered
graciously,--
"Sir, you are right welcome here, and the young knight you bring."
Then the old man removed the youth's armor, and put upon him a coat of
red sendal and a mantle that was furred with ermine. And Lancelot saw
that the young man was he whom he had knighted that morning at the
abbey.
[Illustration: JOSEPH OF ARIMATHEA.]
But the chief wonder of the day was now to appear. For the old man said
to his young companion,--
"Sir, follow me." He led him around the table till they came to the seat
perilous, beside which sat Lancelot. Here the old man lifted up the
silken cloth, and lo! the letters which had been covered were gone, and
new letters of gold were visible, which read,--
"This is the seat of Galahad, the high prince."
"Sir," said the old man, "this seat is yours. Long has it waited your
coming."
And he seated him therein, while all the circle of knights looked on in
wonder. Now for the first time the young knight spoke.
"Dear sir," he said, "you may now depart, for you have done well what
you were commanded to do. Recommend me to my grandsire, King Pellam, and
say to him that I will come and see him as soon as I may."
With this the old man departed. Outside there waited twenty noble
squires, who mounted when he came, and rode away with him. The Knights
of the Round Table marvelled greatly at all this, and the more so on
seeing that he who occupied that chair of peril was one so tender of
age, and a youth whom no one knew, nor whence he came; but to one
another they privately said,--
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