JOAN DARC--"I submit only to God, who has ever inspired me. I neither accept nor shall I accept the judgment of any man, all men being liable to error." BISHOP CAUCHON (addressing the registrar)--"Write down that answer, registrar; write it down without any omission." THE REGISTRAR--"Yes, monseigneur." THE INQUISITOR--"You do not, then, hold yourself subject to the Church militant, that is to say to our Pope, our seigneurs the cardinals, archbishops, bishops and other holy ministers of God?" JOAN DARC (interrupting him)--"I recognize myself their subject--God being first served." The admirable answer disconcerts the prelates. The ingenuous and pure soul that they expected to entangle in the perfidious net of their theological subtleties, slipped from them with one stroke of its wings. BISHOP CAUCHON (is the first to recover, he addresses Joan with severity)--"You answer us like an idolater. You are exposing your body and your soul to a grave peril." JOAN DARC--"I could not answer otherwise, monseigneur." A JUDGE (harshly)--"You will then have to die an apostate." JOAN DARC (with touching pride)--"I received baptism; I am a good Christian; I shall die a Christian." BISHOP CAUCHON--"Do you desire to receive the body of the Savior?" JOAN DARC--"Oh, I wish it with all my soul!" BISHOP CAUCHON--"You will then have to submit to the Church militant." JOAN DARC--"I serve God to the best of my ability--from Him I expect everything--nothing from the bishops, nothing from the priests, nothing from anybody." THE INQUISITOR--"If you refuse submission to the holy Roman Catholic and Apostolic Church you will be given up for a heretic, and condemned to be burned." JOAN DARC (in a high degree of exaltation springing from her convictions and the disgust that the ecclesiastics inspire her)--"Even if the pyre stood ready I would answer no otherwise!" BISHOP CAUCHON--"Joan, my dear daughter, your stiff-neckedness is execrable. Do you mean to say that if you stood before a council composed of our Holy Father, the cardinals and bishops, and they called upon you to submit to their decision--" JOAN DARC (interrupting him with pained impatience)--"Neither Pope, nor cardinals, nor bishops will draw from me other statements than those that I have made. Pray have mercy upon a poor creature! I am dying!" (She drops back upon the straw in a swoon.) BISHOP CAUCHON--"Will you submit to the successor of St. Peter, our Holy Father? Answer categorically." JOAN DARC (after a long pause and recovering)--"Have me taken to him, I shall ask him for his blessing." BISHOP CAUCHON--"What you say is insensate. Do you persist in keeping your male attire, a most blameworthy conduct?" JOAN DARC--"I would put on female clothes to go to church, if I could, in order to receive the body of my Savior. But back in my prison, I shall resume my male attire out of fear of being outraged by your people, as they have tried before now."