She was in hell....

Burning for ever, and ever, and ever, there below his feet.

He stared down on the rocky floors.

If he could but see through them....
and the eye of faith could see through them....

he should behold her writhing and twisting among the flickering flame, scorched, glowing....
in everlasting agony, such as the thought of enduring for a moment made him shudder.