It isn't the soldiers who win the battles. You did the organizing.
All the Women (together): It is true!
(Nodding of heads.
Murmur (in the crowd, spreading to the stairways): It is true.
(Uproar outside.
What is that?
The Go-Between (excitedly): The whole city is roused. They are all clamoring for you. You must speak to them from the balcony.
(He talks to him in a low voice.
(Someone passes a paper to the tribune of the people. the go-between reads it over his shoulder.
Clamor (outside). Jacquot! Jacquot! Jacquot! Jacquot! Jacquot! Hurrah!