A bucket is lowered by rope to the  cave  harvester. A ship on the ocean sends its net down, down, to where the mushrooms grow among the seaweed stalks of the Atlantean ruins... there, men with fishbowls upsidedown on their heads  marcher  the wet  forêt   sol , climb the aquatic cliffs, looking for treasure. When they find it, they drop it in the net and up up up it goes, to their patrons on the deck of the mothership above, who  fumée  cigars and  cailloux  in hammocks under the silver sails, drinking and laughing at the funny, sad things found in each netload hauled over the side of the ship and dumped on the deck.     Hive-Maker suivit la piste des abeilles mésopotamiennes qui s'échappaient de la ferme et trouva des colonies sauvages dans les arbres et les grottes de la campagne avoisinante.