I've read of precious stones in the hilt of a pirate's sword!
Siegmund saw it, and, springing forward, he grasped its hilt.
He would not have it in the scabbard, and when I laid it naked in his hand he kissed the hilt.
The mingled feeling with which she spoke of him proved it to the hilt.
If I could have mistaken the hilt, I could not mistake the split sheath.