"Oh no, Sir knight ... Sorry, just a squire you say? My apologies, only I thought, what with your noble bearing and the way your discerning eye led you to this little beauty ...
Yes, the Excalibur XL. Wonderful model of sword, sir - apologies again, so hard to call you 'squire', you've just got something so knightly about you - wonderful model the Excalibur XL. Lovingly handcrafted by artisan dwarfs from the finest organic starmetal and then sent to our enchantery deep within the mountains where a round-the-clock team of expert wizards imbue it with ....
... but I see I don't need to bore sir - there I go again - with the patter. Magical, sir? Oh yes indeed! Just look at the inscription ... 'Almost as if it were slapped on by an illiterate junior bellows-boy in the back of this very smithy', you say? Sir has the knightly wit already, I see".
[The British Library needs someone to translate a magic sword for it. This is, of course, marvellous].
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