Only Anicza had observed them.

During the whole course of the oath, she had not once looked at Fatia Negra's cursing lips, but at the groups forming in the darkness above his head.
The oath over, Fatia Negra seized the reversed crucifix and an electric shock again jolted the hand of the girl which he held fast in his own right hand.

"Now, you swear it also!" cried he.
The only reply the girl gave was to passionately tear her hand out of the adventurer's.

Rising from her knees, and with her handsome face full of rage, scorn and hatred, she turned upon him, who knelt at her feet, gnashing her pearly teeth as she spoke: "Wretched play-actor! masked imposter! You have deceived everybody, but nobody so much as me.

Do you remember that night in the ice valley and how shamefully you betrayed me there?
Know then that I was present in that hut, that it was I who blew the horn and brought back the jealous husband from the forest.