JOHANNA, DUCHATEL, DUNOIS, afterwards RAIMOND. DUCHATEL (returning) Johanna d'Arc! uninjured from the town The king permits you to depart. The gates Stand open to you. Fear no injury,— You are protected by the royal word. Come follow me, Dunois! You cannot here Longer abide with honor. What an issue! [He retires. DUNOIS recovers from his stupor, casts one look upon JOHANNA, and retires. She remains standing for a moment quite alone. At length RAIMOND appears; he regards her for a time with silent sorrow, and then approaching takes her hand.] RAIMOND Embrace this opportunity. The streets Are empty now. Your hand! I will conduct you. [On perceiving him, she gives the first sign of consciousness. She gazes on him fixedly, and looks up to heaven; then taking his hand she retires.]