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They go out. The page rises to follow. He picks up the
and is taking the spear as well when he notices the
pen/ion, which is now streaming eastward.

THE PAGE [dropping the shield and calling excitedly after
them] Seigneur ! Seigneur ! Mademoiselle !

DUNOIS [ruming back] What is it ? The kingfisher ? [He
eagerly for it up the river],

JOAN [joining Oh, a kingfisher ! Where ?

THE PAGE. No : the wind, the wind, the wind [pointing
to the pennon]: that Is what made me sneeze.

DUNOIS [looking at the pennon] The wind has changed.
[He crosses himself] God has spoken. [Kneeling and hand-
ing Ms baton to Joan] You command the king's army. I
am your soldier,

THE PAGE [looking down the river] The boats have put off.
They are ripping upstream like anything.

DUNOIS [rising] Now for the forts. You dared me to
follow* Dare you lead ?

IOAN [bursting into tears and flinging her arms round
DunQisy kissing him on both cheeks] Dunois, dear comrade
in ams, help me. My eyes are blinded with tears. Set my
foot on the ladder, and say " Up, Joan."

DUNOIS [dragging her out] Never mind the tears : make
for the flash of the guns.

JOAN [in a blaze of courage] Ah !

BUNOIS [dragging her along with him] For God and Saint
Dennis!

THE PAGE [shrilly] The Maid ! The Maid! God and
The Maid ! Hurray-ay-ay ! [He snatches up the shield and
lance, and capers out after them, mad with excitement].