In the next tableau it was "as an old bent man, worn-out and frail," that Sir Launfal came back from his weary pilgrimage. He had not found the Holy Grail, but through his own sufferings he had learned pity for all pain and poverty. Once more he stood beside the leper at his castle gate, but this time he stooped to share with him his crust and wooden bowl of water. Then it happened on the stage just as was told in the poem. A light shone round about the place, and the crouching leper stood up. The old ragged mantle dropped off, and there in a long garment almost dazzling in its whiteness, stood a figure-- "Shining and tall, and fair, and straight As the pillar that stood by the Beautiful gate." They could not see the face, it was turned aside; but the golden hair was like a glory, and the uplifted arms held something high in air that gleamed like a burnished star, as all the lights in the room were turned full upon it, for a little space. It was a golden cup. Then the voice again: "In many climes without avail Thou hast spent thy life for the Holy Grail. Behold it is here--this cup, which thou Didst fill at the streamlet for me but now. The holy supper is kept indeed In whatso we share with another's need." It was an old story to most of the audience, worn threadbare by many readings, but with these living illustrations, and Miss Bond's wonderful way of telling it, a new meaning crept into the well-known lines, that thrilled every listener. "Could you understand that, Teddy?" asked old Judge Fairfax, patting his little grandson on the head. "Course!" exclaimed seven-year-old Ted, who had followed his sister Sally to every rehearsal. "When you give money to people just to get rid of 'em, and because you feel you'd ought to, it doesn't count for anything. But if you divide something you've got, and would like to keep it all yourself, because you love to, and are sorry for 'em, then it counts a pile. Sir Launfal would have popped Jonesy into a 'sylum when he first started out to find that gold cup, but when he came back he'd 'a' worked like a horse getting up a benefit for him, and would have divided his own home with him, if he hadn't been living at his grandmother's, and couldn't." An amused smile went around that part of the audience which overheard Ted's shrilly given explanation.