Then she told how she was balked and interrupted at Vaucouleurs, but finally got her soldiers, and began her march.
“How were you dressed?”
The court of Poitiers had distinctly decided and decreed that as God had appointed her to do a man’s work, it was meet and no scandal to religion that she should dress as a man; but no matter, this court was ready to use any and all weapons against Joan, even broken and discredited ones, and much was going to be made of this one before this trial should end.
“I wore a man’s dress, also a sword which Robert de Baudricourt gave me, but no other weapon.”
“Who was it that advised you to wear the dress of a man?”
Joan was suspicious again. She would not answer.
The question was repeated.
She refused again.
“Answer. It is a command!”
“Passez outre,” was all she said.