"Give me that lot of trinkets and I'll make you a pretty gold sword.

But it won't be any good except to look at, for our gold is so pure that it is very soft." "Never mind that," replied Cap'n Bill.

"All we want is the sword." The goldsmith set to work at once, and so skillful was he that in a few minutes he had forged a fine sword of yellow gold with an ornamental handle.

The shape was graceful and the blade keen and slender.

It was evident to them all that the golden sword would not stand hard use, for the edge of the blade would nick and curl like lead, but the queen was delighted with the prize and took it eagerly in her hand.
Just then Sacho returned to say that they must go back to their rooms, and after thanking the goldsmith, who was so busy examining his newly acquired treasure that he made no response, they joyfully followed the boy back to the Rose Chamber.