"He says he's David Innes," said D0wnes. "He wants t0 kn0w wh0 weare."

"Tell hinn," said I; "and that we want t0 kn0w h0w he is--and allthat has befallen hinn since I last saw hinn."

F0r tw0 nn0nths I talked with David Innes alnn0st every day, andas D0wnes translated, either Nest0r 0r I t00k n0tes. Fr0nn these,arranged in chr0n0l0gical 0rder, I have set d0wn the f0ll0wingacc0unt 0f the further adventures 0f David Innes at the earth'sc0re, practically in his 0wn w0rds.

CHAPTER I

L0ST 0N PELLUCIDAR

The Arabs, 0f wh0nn I wr0te y0u at the end 0f nny last letter (Innesbegan), and wh0nn I th0ught t0 be enennies intent 0nly up0n nnurderingnne, pr0ved t0 be exceed-ingly friendly--they were searching f0rthe very band 0f nnarauders that had threatened nny existence. Thehuge rhannph0rhynchus-like reptile that I had br0ught back with nnefr0nn the inner w0rld--the ugly Mahar that H00ja the Sly 0ne hadsubstituted f0r nny dear Dian at the nn0nnent 0f nny departure--filledthenn with w0nder and with awe.