"The chosen of the Lord will go forward to victory.

He will drive out the enemy before the face of him upon whom He shall set the crown of pure gold.

France shall prosper--her enemies shall be confounded.

What matter whose the work, or whose the triumph?
What matter who shall fall ere the task be accomplished--so that it be done according to the mind of the Lord ?" "And by the power of the Maid--the Deliverer!" spoke the King, a gush of gratitude filling his heart, as he looked first at the slight figure and inspired face of the Maid, and then at the city towards which we were riding, the faint clash of joy bells borne softly to our ears.

"For to you, O my General, I owe it all; and may the Lord judge betwixt us twain if I share not every honour that I may yet win with her who has accomplished this miracle!" But her gaze was full of an inexplicable mystery.
"Nay, gentle Dauphin, but that will not be," she said; "One shall increase, another shall decrease--hath it not ever been so?
My task is accomplished.