A horn-handled clasp knife was lying in a pool of blood beside him.
All carried clasp knives for cutting their food with, when serving in the field.
From his leather belt hung a huge clasp knife and two small pistols.
He opened and closed his clasp knife and was silent for several minutes.
He took out his clasp knife, and after stripping off the papery outer shell, cut the onion into thick dewy slices.
