Perceval hearkeneth unto his uncle's discourse and his chastening, and
layeth fast hold on all that he saith, wherewith is he pleased full
well, for great affiance hath he in his words.
"Fair nephew," saith the Hermit, "Two lions are there at the entry of
the gateway, whereof the one is red and the other white. Put your trust
in the white, for he is on God's side, and look at him whensoever your
force shall fail you, and he will look at you likewise in such sort as
that straightway you shall know his intent, by the will and pleasure of
Our Saviour. Wherefore do according as you shall see that he would,
for no intent will he have save good only, and to help you; nor may you
not otherwise succeed in winning past the nine bridges that are warded
of the twenty-seven knights. And God grant you may win past in such
wise that you may save your body and set forward withal the Law of Our
Lord that your uncle hath hindered all that he might."