worthy of the finding of that which I have long sought."

"Yet have you traveled far, my son. Is it not so?"

"Far and to many lands, holy sir. But nowhere have I found that which
brought me nearer to it."

"Too, I know how worthy of the finding you are. Well have you kept
your purpose high, knightly have your deeds been?"

"Holy father, I have but tried. Ever have I kept your words before me.
And deem it all worth the while, even though it end with my not
finding the Grail. For, father, this will I always say, that joy has
there been in the seeking."

"Think you then, my son, you will not find it?" the monk asked.

"I know not, father. Think me not grown tired of the search. Think not
that I complain that the search is long or arduous. I shall go on
seeking where the call may lead me. And ever seek to be worthy of
finding it. He who decides all things shall decide as to that. Nor
will He find me ever questioning. For this I have found. God is good
and His ways are ever for the best."

"Glad am I to hear that the search goes on. My blessing goes with you.
Well have I kept the count of all the days of your journeyings and
great is my pride in you. So son, seek on for who can tell what the
morrow brings."

Then the holy man left him. Yet Sir Galahad did not go until long