ThenLauncelottookSrBorsnhsarms，andsad：
Gentlecousn，yearerghtwelcometome，andallthatevermaydoforyouandforyoursyeshallfndmypoorbodyreadyatalltmes，whlethesprtsnt，andthat
promseyoufathfully，andnevertofal。Andwtyewell，gentlecousn，SrBors，thatyeandwllneverdepartasunderwhlstourlvesmaylast。Sr，sadhe，wllasyewll。
ThusendeththehstoryoftheSangreal，thatwasbreflydrawnoutofFrenchntoEnglsh，thewhchsastorychroncledforoneofthetruestandtheholestthatsnthsworld，thewhchsthebook。
Andherefolloweththeeghteenthbook。