She was asked if she had seen an angel hovering over her King.  She answered:  “Spare me; passez outre.”  She added afterwards, however, that before he put his hand to the work, the King had many beautiful apparitions and revelations.  She was asked what these were.  She answered:  “I will not tell you; it is not I who should answer; send to the King and he will tell you.”

She was then asked if her voices had promised her that when she came to the King he would receive her.  She answered that those of her own party knew that she had been sent from God and that some had heard and recognised the voices.  Further, she said that her King and various others had heard and seen(2) the voices coming to her—­Charles of Bourbon (Comte de Clermont) and two or three others with him.  She then said that there was no day in which she did not hear that voice; but that she asked nothing from it except the salvation of her soul.  Besides this, Jeanne confessed that the voice said she should be led to the town of St. Denis in France, where she wished to remain—­that is after the attack on Paris—­but that against her will the lords forced her to leave it:  if she had not been wounded she would not have gone:  but she was wounded in the moats of Paris:  however she was healed in five days.  She then said that she had made an assault, called in French escarmouche (skirmish), upon the town of Paris.  She was asked if it was on a holy day, and said that she believed it was on a festival.  She was then asked if she thought it well done to fight on a holy day, and answered, “Passez outre.”  Go on to the next question.

This is a verbatim account of one day of the trial.  Most of the translations which exist give questions as well as answers:  but these are but occasionally given in the original document, and Jeanne’s narrative reads like a calm, continuous statement, only interrupted now and then by a question, usually a cunning attempt to startle her with a new subject, and to hurry some admission from her.  The great dignity with which she makes her replies, the occasional flash of high spirit, the calm determination with which she refuses to be led into discussion of the subjects which she had from the first moment reserved, are very remarkable.  We have seen her hitherto only in conflict, in the din of battle and the fatigue, yet exuberant energy, of rapid journeys.  Her circumstances were now very different.  She had been shut up in prison for months, for six weeks at least she had been in irons, and the air of heaven had not blown upon this daughter of the fields; her robust yet sensitive maidenhood had been exposed to a hundred offences, and to the constant society, infecting the very air about, of the rudest of men; yet so far is her spirit from being broken that she meets all those potent, grave, and reverend doctors and ecclesiastics, with the simplicity and freedom of a princess, answering frankly or holding her peace as seems good to her,