SCENE III.

CHARCOAL-BURNER'S WIFE comes out of the hut

with a bowl. A Boy.

WIFE.

It is our boy whom we expected back.

[To JOHANNA.

Drink, noble maiden! may God bless it to you!

CHARCOAL-BURNER (to his son).

Art come, Anet? What news?

[The boy looks at JOHANNA, who is just raising the

bowl to her lips; he recognizes her, steps forward,

and snatches it from her.

BOY.

Oh, mother! mother!

Whom do you entertain? This is the witch

Of Orleans!

CHARCOAL-BURNER (and his WIFE).

God be gracious to our souls!

[They cross themselves and fly.

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