i have learned the lesson of agincourt, of poitiers and crecy. i know how many lives any move of mine will cost, and if the move is worth the cost, i make it and pay the cost. but joan never counts the cost at all. she goes ahead and trusts to god. she thinks she has god in her pocket. up to now she has had the numbers on her side, and she has won. but i know joan, and i see that one day she will go ahead when she has only 10 men to do the work of a hundred. then she will find that god is on the side of the big battalions. she will be taken by the enemy and the lucky man that makes the capture will receive 16,000 pounds from the earl of warwick 16,000 pounds! for me? there cannot be so much money in the world. now tell me which of us will make a move to save her once the english have got her, i speak first for the army. the day that she is dragged from her horse by a goddamn or a burgundian and she is not struck dead, the day that she is locked in a dungeon and the bars and bolts do not fly open at the touch of st. peter's angel, the day when the