This very sword has cloven hundreds of Saracen Knights from crown to chin in those old times when Godfrey wielded it.

It was enchanted, then, by a genius that was under the command of King Solomon.

When danger approached its master's tent it always struck the shield and clanged out a fierce alarm upon the startled ear of night.

In times of doubt, or in fog or darkness, if it were drawn from its sheath it would point instantly toward the foe, and thus reveal the way--and it would also attempt to start after them of its own accord.

A Christian could not be so disguised that it would not know him and refuse to hurt him--nor a Moslem so disguised that it would not leap from its scabbard and take his life.