Holding him close to her with her hands on his jowls, eye to eye and nose to nose, she talked to him earnestly about the sin of nigger-chasing.

She told him that he was no common bush- dog, but a blooded Irish gentleman, and that no dog that was a gentleman ever did such things as chase unoffending black men.

To all of which he listened with unblinking serious eyes, understanding little of what she said, yet comprehending all.

"Naughty" was a word in the _Ariel_ language he had already learned, and she used it several times.
"Naughty," to him, meant "must not," and was by way of expressing a taboo.
Since it was their way and their will, who was he, he might well have asked himself, to disobey their rule or question it?
If niggers were not to be chased, then chase them he would not, despite the fact that Skipper had encouraged him to chase them.

Not in such set terms did Jerry consider the matter; but in his own way he accepted the conclusions.
Love of a god, with him, implied service.