It also was strewn with implements and weapons.

But there was a far greater number of tools; he was an expert and artistic workman, and his table and his seat, unlike the rude blocks in Felix's room, were tastefully carved.

His seat, too, had a back, and he had even a couch of his own construction.

By his bedhead hung his sword, his most valued and most valuable possession.

It was one which had escaped the dispersion of the ancients; it had been ancient even in their days, and of far better work than they themselves produced.
Broad, long, straight, and well-balanced, it appeared capable of cutting through helmet and mail, when wielded by Oliver's sturdy arm.