SCENE II. France. Before Rouen.
Enter La Pucelle with four Soldiers with sacks upon their backs.
PUCELLE.
These are the city gates, the gates of Rouen,
Through which our policy must make a breach.
Take heed, be wary how you place your words;
Talk like the vulgar sort of market men
That come to gather money for their corn.
If we have entrance, as I hope we shall,
And that we find the slothful watch but weak,
I’ll by a sign give notice to our friends,
That Charles the Dauphin may encounter them.
FIRST SOLDIER.
Our sacks shall be a mean to sack the city,
And we be lords and rulers over Rouen;
Therefore we’ll knock. [Knocks.]
WATCH.
[Within.] Qui est la?
PUCELLE.
Paysans, la pauvres gens de France:
Poor market folks that come to sell their corn.
WATCH.
Enter, go in; the market bell is rung.
PUCELLE.
Now, Rouen, I’ll shake thy bulwarks to the ground.
[Exeunt.]
Enter Charles, the Bastard of Orleans, Alençon, Reignier and forces.