He drew it slowly out of the scabbard, kissing the hilt with fervent affection and respect as he did so, for to him it was sacred.

It was a handsome weapon, richly, but not too profusely, ornamented--a sword for service, not for show; its blade of bluish steel, upon which a few delicate lines of gold were traced, bore the well-known mark of one of the most celebrated armourers of Toledo.

The young baron examined the edge critically, drawing his fingers lightly over it, and then, resting the point against the door, bent it nearly double to test its elasticity.

The noble blade stood the trial right valiantly, and there was no fear of its betraying its master in the hour of need.

Delighted to have it in his hand again, and excited by the thought of what was in store for it and himself, de Sigognac began to fence vigorously against the wall, and to practise the varius thrusts and passes that his faithful old Pierre, who was a famous swordsman, had taught him at Castle Misery.