Her speech seemed to flow from two distinct sources.

The one ingenuous, candid, naive, concise, rustically simple, unconsciously arch, sometimes rough, alike chivalrous and holy, generally bearing on the inheritance and the anointing of the Dauphin and the confounding of the English.

This was the language of her Voices, her own, her soul's language.

The other, more subtle, flavoured with allegory and flowers of speech, critical with scholastic grace, bearing on the Church, suggesting the clerk and betraying some outside influence.

The words she uttered to Sire Robert touching the children she should bear are of the second sort.