Bastianello obeyed and stood ready to help Beatrice, who came next.
As she stepped upon the rock Ruggiero raised the torch high with one hand, so that the red light fell strong and full upon her face, and he looked keenly at her, his eyes fixing themselves strangely, as she could see, for she could not help glancing down at him as she stood still upon the ledge.
"Now Teresina," said Ruggiero, still gazing up at Beatrice.
Teresina grasped Bastianello's hand and sprang ashore, happy as a child at the touch.

San Miniato was about to follow and had already risen from his seat.

But with a strong turn of his hand Ruggiero made the stern of the skiff swing out across the narrow water that is twenty fathoms deep between the mountain and the islet.
"What are you doing ?" asked San Miniato impatiently.

"Let me land!" But Ruggiero pushed the boat's head off and she floated free between the rocks.
"You and I can take a bath together," said the sailor very quietly.

"The water is very deep here." San Miniato started.