"She proved herself a coward! And she was thought so brave!"
"Well, in the face of the pyre one may well tremble! Just look at those fagots soaked in pitch."
"When one thinks that the whole pile will be in flames all around Joan like so much straw on fire, singeing and consuming her flesh!"
"My hair stands on end at the bare thought."
"Poor child! What a torture!"
"What else can you expect? Our seigneurs and the doctors of canon law condemn her. She must be guilty!"
"Such learned men could not be mistaken. We must believe them."
"When the Church has uttered herself we must bow down in silence. A body has religion, or has none."
"Well, I have no suspicions. I am an Armagnac and a royalist, and I detest the English rule. I looked upon Joan as upon a saint before her condemnation. Now I cannot even take pity upon her. It would be throwing discredit upon her judges. My religion as a good Catholic shuts my mouth. We must believe without reasoning."
"Did not the ecclesiastical tribunal show how merciful the Church is by accepting Joan's repentance?"