Now, a couple of weeks later - it might have been a couple of months, apart from the fact that the Chieftain o the Pudden Race's 21st Century watch kept perfect time - Nigel, that selfsame Chieftain, woke Digby and Percy, the two former Russian Oilygarchs - although they had no memory of the Before Time - and told them to hurry, for there were two visitors to The Cavern who wanted to meet them. two special visitors! so, without taking umbrage on being ordered about by a man more Neanderthal than human, they donned their loincloths, ran their fingers through their matted hair, and hurried through the tunnels they had been in before, to Nigel's Den, what might be called his penetralium, where they were surprised to see two very dapper gentlemen who looked nothing like the other people of32,018 BC: "guid mornin' sirs," said one, who proceeded to introduce himself as Sir Parlane MacFarlane – the very one, something of a stormy petrel, whose Diary or Journal they had found so explicit, el Capitano or The Chosen One, regarded as a God-like being by the Neanderthals who lived in and around The Cavern! and the other as his Valet, Dominic Doubleday – "ah'm here oan verra speshul beesness, an ye kin imagine hoo gratified ah'm ur tae find yese twa, unexpectit-like, bit a bit o a bonus, ye micht say, micht ye no?" and Digby and Percy, a truly audient pair, nodded like a couple of toy dogs on the parcel shelf of a 1980's family car!