The bandits looked on with astonishment at this singular conduct until they heard footsteps.
They turned round, and saw Diavolaccio bearing the young girl in his arms.

Her head hung back, and her long hair swept the ground.

As they entered the circle, the bandits could perceive, by the firelight, the unearthly pallor of the young girl and of Diavolaccio.

This apparition was so strange and so solemn, that every one rose, with the exception of Carlini, who remained seated, and ate and drank calmly.

Diavolaccio advanced amidst the most profound silence, and laid Rita at the captain's feet.