But the soldiers on the walls are shouting out that the English have swarmed forth like angry bees, and are beating back our soldiers and slaying them by the score." "They should have known better than to go forth without the knowledge and command of the Maid," I said sternly, and the young man at my side nodded vehemently, his face alight.
"That is what we said--we others--we citizens, who have seen how powerless the soldiers are against the English.

Have they not fought again and again, and what has come of it but loss and defeat?
And now that the good God has sent a Deliverer, it is like flying in His face to seek and do without her.

I said as much again and again.

I knew no good would come of it.

But when we saw the Maid herself flying to the rescue, then did I vow that I, too, would fight under her banner.