THE LOST ONES Laughing, she cast him down into the hideous depths, beneath the seas of flaming gas, to where dead blossoms swayed, whispering, over strangely jumbled ruins . . . . But there he found the secret of her power, and came surging back—up from the depths, from the slime, the tortured swamps—to storm her forbidden temple and seek her within, death like a gift in his hand!