What make you, Alleyne, of these black lines which are drawn across the sheath?
And drawing his knife from its sheath, he flung it down at my feet.
Sheath your swords, comrades; after all, it is no affair of ours.
He drew his short sword from its sheath, and scratched a deep mark in the gravel.
He tried to draw it, failed, and looking all along the sheath, saw its condition.