Cable me at once, at my expense, that there was no basis of fact
for your story, At the Earth's Core.

Very respectfully yours,

COGDON NESTOR,

--and--Club,

Algiers.

June 1st,--.



Ten minutes after reading this letter I had cabled Mr. Nestor as
follows:


Story true. Await me Algiers.


As fast as train and boat would carry me, I sped toward my destination.
For all those dragging days my mind was a whirl of mad conjecture,
of frantic hope, of numbing fear.

The finding of the telegraph-instrument practically assured me that
David Innes had driven Perry's iron mole back through the earth's
crust to the buried world of Pellucidar; but what adventures had