Self-reliant, confident, original, leadership was granted to her as a natural prerogative.

Nature had helped her.

Nowhere does a young girl rule more supremely by reason of her beauty than among her fellows.

Joan soon grew accustomed to having her boots put on and taken off for her; all her needs of service anticipated by eager slaves, contending with one another for the privilege.

By giving a command, by bestowing a few moments of her conversation, it was within her power to make some small adoring girl absurdly happy for the rest of the day; while her displeasure would result in tears, in fawning pleadings for forgiveness.