Now in the third year of his rule the Prior heard tidings of the companion he had never forgotten, and he took into his confidence one of the religious named Bede, in whom he had great trust, and he told him the story of their friendship.  "And now, Bede," he said, "I would have thee go on a long journey, even to the golden city of London, and seek out my friend.  He will easily be found, for men know his name, and he hath grown to some repute, and the good things of this world have not been denied him.  And in this I rejoice, for when he hath won all his heart may desire, he will the sooner discover how little is the joy and how fleeting the content.  And tell him that so long as I am Prior of this house, so long shall this house be a home waiting for his home-coming.  Bid him come to me--if but for a little while, then for a little while be it; but if he longs for rest, this shall be the place of his rest until the end.  And if these things cannot be now, then let them be when they may be."