ACT THIRD
2. SCENE II. France. Before Rouen.
 
[Enter La Pucelle disguised, 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, 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, Alencon,
 
Reignier, and forces.] 
 
CHARLES.
 
Saint Denis bless this happy stratagem!
 
And once again we 'll sleep secure in Rouen. 
 
BASTARD.
 
Here enter'd Pucelle and her practisants;
 
Now she is there, how will she specify
 
Here is the best and safest passage in? 
 
REIGNIER.
 
By thrusting out a torch from yonder tower;
 
Which, once discern'd, shows that her meaning is,
 
No way to that, for weakness, which she enter'd. 
 
[Enter La Pucelle, on the top, thrusting out
 
a torch burning.] 
 
PUCELLE.
 
Behold, this is the happy wedding torch
 
That joineth Rouen unto her countrymen,
 
But burning fatal to the Talbotites!
 
 
[Exit.] 
 
BASTARD.
 
See, noble Charles, the beacon of our friend;
 
The burning torch in yonder turret stands. 
 
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