There is blood of mine, sir, Spotted all over the map of Europe.

Some of it, I confess, was spilled in no public cause, but for the protection of mine own honour in the private duello or holmgang, as it was called among the nations of the north.

It is necessary that a cavaliero of fortune, being for the greater part a stranger in a strange land, should be somewhat nice in matters of the sort, since he stands, as it were, as the representative of his country, whose good name should be more dear to him than his own.' 'Your weapon on such occasions was, I suppose, the sword ?' my father asked, shifting uneasily in his seat, as he would do when his old instincts were waking up.
'Broadsword, rapier, Toledo, spontoon, battle-axe, pike or half-pike, morgenstiern, and halbert.

I speak with all due modesty, but with backsword, sword and dagger, sword and buckler, single falchion, case of falchions, or any other such exercise, I will hold mine own against any man that ever wore neat's leather, save only my elder brother Quartus.' 'By my faith,' said my father with his eyes shining, 'were I twenty years younger I should have at you! My backsword play hath been thought well of by stout men of war.

God forgive me that my heart should still turn to such vanities.' 'I have heard godly men speak well of it,' remarked Saxon.