SCENE V.

QUEEN ISABEL, with soldiers, appears in the background.

ISABEL (behind the scene).

This is the way toward the English camp!

RAIMOND.

Alas! the foe!

[The soldiers advance, and perceiving JOBANNA fall back in terror.

ISABEL.

What now obstructs the march?

SOLDIERS.

May God protect us!

ISABEL.

Do ye see a spirit?

How! Are ye soldiers! Ye are cowards all!

[She presses forward, but starts back on beholding the MAIDEN.

What do I see!

[She collects herself quickly and approaches her.

Submit thyself! Thou art

My prisoner!

JOHANNA.

I am.

[RAIMOND flies in despair.

ISABEL (to the soldiers).

Lay her in chains!

[The soldiers timidly approach the MAIDEN;

she extends her arms and is chained.

Is this the mighty, the terrific one,

Who chased your warriors like a flock of lambs,

Who, powerless now, cannot protect herself?

Doth she work miracles with credulous fools,

And lose her influence when she meets a man?

[To the MAIDEN.

Why didst thou leave the army? Where's Dunois,

Thy knight and thy protector.

JOHANNA.

I am banished.

[ISABEL, stepping back astonished.

ISABEL.

What say'st thou? Thou art banished? By the Dauphin?

JOHANNA.

Inquire no further! I am in thy power,

Decide my fate.

ISABEL.

Banished, because thou hast

Snatched him from ruin, placed upon his brow

The crown at Rheims, and made him King of France?

Banished! Therein I recognize my son!

-Conduct her to the camp, and let the host

Behold the phantom before whom they trembled!

She a magician? Her sole magic lies

In your delusion and your cowardice!

She is a fool who sacrificed herself

To save her king, and reapeth for her pains

A king's reward. Bear her to Lionel.

The fortune of the French! send him bound;

I'll follow anon.

JOHANNA.

To Lionel?

Slay me at once, ere send me unto him.

ISABEL (to the soldiers).

Obey your orders, soldiers! Bear her hence.

[Exit.

SCENE VI.

JOHANNA, SOLDIERS.

JOHANNA (to the soldiers).

Ye English, suffer not that I escape

Alive out of your hands! Revenge yourselves!

Unsheath your weapons, plunge them in my heart,

And drag me lifeless to your general's feet!

Remember it was I who slew your heroes,

Who never showed compassion, who poured forth

Torrents of English blood, who from your sons

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