He sniffed from one footprint to another, and Nada clapped her hands and cried out that he was right--for him to hurry--hurry-- Impulse, thought, swiftly growing knowledge of something to be done thrilled in his brain.

Nada wanted him to go.

She wanted him to go to Jolly Roger.

And she had put something around his neck which she wanted him to take with him.

He whined eagerly, a bit excitedly.