The Executioner's Knife; Or, Joan of ArcSue, Eugène
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The Executioner's Knife; Or, Joan of Arc
Sue, Eugène
Biographical fiction; Christian fiction; Christian women saints -- Fiction; Joan, of Arc, Saint, 1412-1431 -- Fiction
JOAN DARC (with a shiver)--"Oh, Father! May God stand by me! Thanks to
Him, I never knew fear! (She covers her face with her hands in terror.)
I, burned! Oh, Lord God! Burned! What a frightful death!"
CANON LOYSELEUR--"You are well justified in your fears. The purpose of
the tribunal is to send you to the pyre."
JOAN DARC (in a smothered voice)--"And yet they are priests! What harm
have I done them? Why do they persecute me?"
CANON LOYSELEUR--"Oh, my daughter, do not blaspheme that sacred name of
priest by applying it to those tigers who thirst for blood."
JOAN DARC--"Pardon me, Father!"
CANON LOYSELEUR (in a voice of tender commiseration)--"Sweet and dear
child, need you fear a word of blame from my mouth? No, no. It was but a
generous impulse of indignation that carried me away against those new
Pharisees who conspire to kill you, as their predecessors years ago
conspired to kill Jesus our Redeemer! I am a clerk of theology. I know
the manner in which such tribunals as you are about to face are wont to
proceed. I know your life; the glorious voice of your fame has informed
me of your noble deeds."
JOAN DARC (dejectedly)--"Oh, if I had only remained home sewing and
spinning. I would not now be in imminent danger of death!"
CANON LOYSELEUR--"Come, daughter of God, no weakness! Did not the Lord
tell you by the voice of two of His saints and of His archangel: 'Go,
daughter of God! Go to the aid of the King. You will deliver Gaul'?"
JOAN DARC--"Yes, Father."
CANON LOYSELEUR--"As to those voices, did you hear them?"
JOAN DARC--"Yes, Father."
CANON LOYSELEUR (pressingly)--"You heard them, the sacred voices? With
your bodily ears?"
JOAN DARC--"As clearly as I hear your voice at this moment."
CANON LOYSELEUR--"And you saw your saints? You saw them with your own
eyes?"
JOAN DARC--"As I see you."
CANON LOYSELEUR (delighted)--"Oh, dear daughter! Hold that language
before the ecclesiastical tribunal, and you are saved! You will then
escape the snare that they will spread before you."
JOAN DARC--"Please explain what you mean, dear Father and protector."
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