Early next morning they got up and saw that the day was sunny and Jip smelt the South wind. Then he came to the Doctor and said, “I can’t smell the boy’s uncle. We must wait until the wind changes to the East.” But even when the East wind came, at three o’clock that afternoon, the dog could not catch the smell of the man. The little boy was very upset and began to cry again. But Jip said to the Doctor, “Tell him that when the wind changes to the West, I’ll find his uncle.” The West wind came three days later. This was on a Friday morning. The wind was soft and warm and wet. As soon as Jip awoke he ran upstairs and poked his nose in the air. Then he rushed down again to wake the Doctor up.

“Doctor!” he cried. “Wake up! Listen! I’ve got it! The wind’s from the West and it smells of the boy’s uncle. Come upstairs and start the ship – quick!” So the Doctor went to the rudder to steer the ship. “Now I’ll go up to the front,” said Jip; “and you watch my nose – wherever I point it, you turn the ship the same way. The man cannot be far off. Now watch me!”

Soon Jip said to the Doctor, “I feel that the boy’s uncle is starving. We must make the ship go as fast as we can.”

“How do you know he is starving?” asked the Doctor.

“Because there is no other smell in the West wind,” said Jip. “I don’t smell any food. And the man hasn’t even fresh water to drink.”

“All right,” said the Doctor; and he sent Dab-Dab to ask the swallows to pull the ship. And now the boat went through the waves really fast. But hour after hour went by and no land anywhere came in sight. And now the animals didn’t talk and sat around silent, anxious and miserable. The little boy again became sad. And on Jip’s face there was a worried look. At last, late in the afternoon, the owl, Too-Too, who was on the tip of the mast, suddenly cried, “Jip! Jip! I see a great, great rock in front of us. Is the smell coming from there?” And Jip called back, “Yes. That is where the man is. – At last, at last!”

And when they got nearer they could see that the rock was very large – as large as a big field. No trees grew on it, no grass – nothing. Then the Doctor sailed the ship round the rock. But they didn’t see the man anywhere. And the little boy burst into tears and said, “I am afraid I will never see my uncle anymore!”

But Jip called to the Doctor, “He must be there – he must – HE MUST! Sail the ship close to the rock and let me jump out on it.” So the Doctor brought the ship as close as he could and let down the anchor. Then he and Jip got out of the ship onto the rock. Jip at once put his nose down close to the ground and began to run all over the place. And the Doctor ran behind him. At last Jip let out a great bark and sat down. And when the Doctor ran up to him, he saw a big, deep hole in the middle of the rock.

“The boy’s uncle is down there,” said Jip quietly. So the Doctor got down into the hole. There was a long tunnel. Then he struck a match and started to make his way along the dark passage with Jip. At last the passage came to an end; and the Doctor saw a tiny room with walls of rock. And there, in the middle of the room, lay a man with very red hair. He was fast asleep!