Give it me! Will you accept it, prince, instead of yours?
PHILOTAS.
Let me see! Ha! (aside.) Be thanked, ye gods! (eyeing it long and earnestly). A sword!
STRATO.
Have I not chosen well, prince?
ARIDÄUS.
What do you find in it so worthy of your deep attention?
PHILOTAS.
That it is a sword!--(recovering himself.) And a beautiful sword! I shall not lose anything by this exchange. A sword!