Chiquita, who was greatly excited by the hope of booty, jumped in, and rapidly searched it, carefully directing the light of the lantern upon the packages and confused mass of theatrical articles stowed away in the back part of it, but finding nothing of value anywhere.
"Search thoroughly, my good little Chiquita!" said the brigand, as he kept watch outside, "be sure that you don't overlook anything." "There is nothing here, absolutely nothing that is worth the trouble of carrying away.

Oh, yes! here is a bag, with something that sounds like money in ft." "Give it to me," cried Agostino eagerly, snatching it from her, and making a rapid examination of its contents; but he threw it down angrily upon the ground, exclaiming, "the devil take it! I thought we had found a treasure at last, but instead of good money there's nothing but a lot of pieces of gilded lead and such-like in it.

But we'll get one thing out of this anyhow--a good rest inside here for you, sheltered from the wind and cold.

Your poor little feet are bleeding, and they must be nearly frozen.

Curl yourself down there on those cushions, and I will cover you with this bit of painted canvas.