"Could it refer to something like 'the two sides of every question'?" Geo asked. "Or something similar?" "It could," Argo said, "though I must confess I hadn't thought of it in that way. But it is the last two lines that puzzle me." "_Fear floods in the turning room_," repeated Geo; "_Love breaks in the burning dome._ I guess that's the mind and the heart again. You usually think of love with the heart, and fear with the mind. Maybe she meant that they both, the heart and the mind, have control over both love and fear." "Perhaps she did," Argo smiled. "You must ask her--when you rescue her from the clutches of Hama." Before turning back to the room with his companions, he looked once more out at the fires of the volcano. Light whirled white and red. Blue tongues licked at black rock siding. He turned away now and went back into the darkness. CHAPTER X Dawn light lay a-slant the crater's ridge. Argo pointed down the opposite slope. A black temple was visible at the bottom among trees and lawns. "There is Hama's temple," Argo said. "You have your task. Good luck." They started down the incline of cinders. It took them an hour to reach the first trees that surrounded the dark buildings and the great gardens. Entering on the first lip of grass, they heard a sudden cluster of notes from one of the trees. "A bird," Iimmi said. "I haven't heard one of those since I left Leptar." Suddenly, bright blue and the length of a man's forefinger, a lizard ran halfway down the trunk of the tree. It's sapphire belly heaved in the early light with indrawn breath; then it opened its red mouth, its throat warbled, and there was another burst of music. "Oh well," said Iimmi. "I was close." They walked further, until Iimmi mused, "I wonder why you always think things are going to turn out like you expect." "Because when something sounds like that," declared Urson, "it usually is a bird!" Suddenly he gave a little shiver. "Lizards," he said. "It was a pretty lizard," said Iimmi. "Going around expecting things to be what they seem can get you in trouble--especially on this island," Geo commented. The angle at which they walked made one of the clumps of tree before them seem to fall apart. A man standing in the center raised his hand and said briskly, "Stop!" They stopped. He wore dark robes, and his short white hair made a close helmet above his brown face. Urson's hand was on his sword. Snake stood with his feet wide, his hands out from his sides. "Who are you?" the dark man declared. "Who are you?" Urson parried. "I am Hama Incarnate." They were silent. Finally Geo said, "We are travelers in Aptor. We don't mean any harm." As the man moved forward, splotches of light from the trees slipped across his robe. "Come with me," Hama said. He turned and proceeded among the trees. They followed.