He followed the new scent into a thicket and found Nig.

他循着这种新的气味来到一片灌木丛中, 发现了尼格。

Nig, equally friendly, though less demonstrative, was a huge black dog, half bloodhound and half deerhound, with eyes that laughed and a boundless good nature.

尽管不怎么外露出来，尼格也同样友好。他身高体壮，毛色发黑，血统一半是警犬，一半是猎犬，有着一双会笑的眼睛和一种好得不能再好的好脾气。

For that matter, they were all loafing, —Buck, John Thornton, and Skeet and Nig, —waiting for the raft to come that was to carry them down to Dawson.

说到懒，大家——约翰·桑顿，还有塞基特和尼格———都在消磨时光，等着木排下来，把他们带到道森去。

His first glance was for Buck, over whose limp and apparently lifeless body Nig was setting up a howl, while Skeet was licking the wet face and closed eyes.

他睁眼便去找巴克。巴克瘫痪在地，毫无生气，尼格正在那身体上发出哀叫的悲鸣，巴克湿漉漉的脸和紧闭的双眼则被塞基特一如既往地舔着。

Unlike Skeet, who was wont to shove her nose under Thornton's hand and nudge and nudge till petted, or Nig, who would stalk up and rest his great head on Thornton's knee, Buck was content to adore at a distance.

而塞基特却喜欢把鼻子钻到桑顿的手掌里拱，直拱得桑顿拍了拍她，她才作罢；尼格则喜欢悄悄走上去把自己的大脑袋枕在桑顿的膝盖上。巴克不会这么做，他满足于远在一旁表达他的崇敬。