THE CHAPLAIN. I did not know what I was doing. I am a hotheaded fool; and I shall be damned to all eternity for it. WARWICK. Nonsense! Very distressing, no doubt; but it was not your doing. THE CHAPLAIN [_lamentably_] I let them do it. If I had known, I would have torn her from their hands. You don’t know: you havnt seen: it is so easy to talk when you dont know. You madden yourself with words: you damn yourself because it feels grand to throw oil on the flaming hell of your own temper. But when it is brought home to you; when you see the thing you have done; when it is blinding your eyes, stifling your nostrils, tearing your heart, then—then—[_Falling on his knees_] O God, take away this sight from me! O Christ, deliver me from this fire that is consuming me! She cried to Thee in the midst of it: Jesus! Jesus! Jesus! She is in Thy bosom; and I am in hell for evermore. WARWICK [_summarily hauling him to his feet_] Come come, man! you must pull yourself together. We shall have the whole town talking of this. [_He throws him not too gently into a chair at the table_] If you have not the nerve to see these things, why do you not do as I do, and stay away? THE CHAPLAIN [_bewildered and submissive_] She asked for a cross. A soldier gave her two sticks tied together. Thank God he was an Englishman! I might have done it; but I did not: I am a coward, a mad dog, a fool. But he was an Englishman too. WARWICK. The fool! They will burn him too if the priests get hold of him. THE CHAPLAIN [_shaken with convulsion_] Some of the people laughed at her. They would have laughed at Christ. They were French people, my lord: I know they were French. WARWICK. Hush: someone is coming. Control yourself. _Ladvenu comes back through the courtyard to Warwick’s right hand, carrying a bishop’s cross which he has taken from a church. He is very grave and composed._ WARWICK. I am informed that it is all over, Brother Martin. LADVENU [_enigmatically_] We do not know, my lord. It may have only just begun. WARWICK. What does that mean, exactly? LADVENU. I took this cross from the church for her that she might see it to the last: she had only two sticks that she put into her bosom. When the fire crept round us, and she saw that if I held the cross before her I should be burnt myself, she warned me to get down and save myself. My lord: a girl who could think of another’s danger in such a moment was not inspired by the devil. When I had to snatch the cross from her sight, she looked up to heaven. And I do not believe that the heavens were empty. I firmly believe that her Savior appeared to her then in His tenderest glory. She called to Him and died. This is not the end for her, but the beginning. WARWICK. I am afraid it will have a bad effect on the people. LADVENU. It had, my lord, on some of them. I heard laughter. Forgive me for saying that I hope and believe it was English laughter.