"Oh, of course.

We're to fly.

But you see, Dudu, we're accustomed to having feet, and to running and walking with them, but having wings is something new." Dudu still looked rather contemptuous, and Hugh gave a little pull to Jeanne's hand.
"Let's set off," he said.
"But where are we to go to ?" asked Jeanne.
Dudu gave a little croak.

"Really," he said again.

"What am I here for ?" "Oh, to show us the way, of course," said Jeanne.