"They were--taken." "Taken!" I gasped.

"Taken by what--these ?" I swept my hands out toward the Metal Things milling around us.
"No! THESE are mine.

These are they who obey me." The golden voice now shrilled with her passion.

"Taken by--men!" Drake had read my face although he could not understand our words.
"Ruth--" "Taken," I said.

"Both Ruth and Ventnor.