when the column entered the gates, and nevermore ceased: "Welcome to Joan of Arc—way for the Savior of France!" And there was another cry: "Crécy is avenged! Poitiers is avenged! Agincourt is avenged!—Patay shall live forever!"
Mad? Why, you never could imagine it in the world. The prisoners were in the center of the column. When that came along and the people caught sight of their masterful old enemy Talbot, that had made them dance so long to his grim war-music, you may imagine what the uproar was like if you can, for I cannot describe it. They were so glad to see him that presently they wanted to have him out and hang him; so Joan had him brought up to the front to ride in her protection. They made a striking pair.