I know you, who you are.
You are he to whom I am sent, to win you the victory first, and then to place the crown of France upon your head.

It is you, and none other, who shall rule in France!" The young man's face had changed greatly now.

A deep agitation replaced the former smile of mockery and amusement.

Several of the courtiers were exchanging meaning glances; in the hush of the hall every spoken word could be heard.
"Child, how dost thou know me ?" asked the King, and his voice shook with emotion.
Her answer was not strange to us, though it might have been so to others.
"I am Jeanne the Maid," she replied, as if in so saying she was saying enough to explain all; "I am sent to you by the King of Heaven; and it is His Word that I have spoken.

You shall be crowned and consecrated at Rheims, and shall be lieutenant of the King of Heaven, Who is King of France, but Who wills that you shall reign over that fair realm!" "Have you a message from Him to me ?" asked the King, speaking like a man in a dream.
"Ay, verily I have," answered the Maid, "a message which none but you must hear; for it is to you alone that I may tell it." Then the King took her by the hand, and raised her up, gazing at her with a great wonder and curiosity; and he led her behind a curtain into a deep recess of the window, where prying eyes could not see them, nor inquisitive ears overhear her words.
And so soon as they had disappeared there, a great hum and buzz of wonder ran throughout the hall, and we saw Sir Guy detach himself from a knot of gay courtiers, and come hastily towards us.
"Is it not wonderful!" he cried.