Oh dear no! I am only the breadwinner, why should I be coddled--why, why, why!" "George," Mrs.Darling entreated him, "not so loud; the servants will hear you." Somehow they had got into the way of calling Liza the servants.
"Let them!" he answered recklessly.

"Bring in the whole world.

But I refuse to allow that dog to lord it in my nursery for an hour longer." The children wept, and Nana ran to him beseechingly, but he waved her back.

He felt he was a strong man again.

"In vain, in vain," he cried; "the proper place for you is the yard, and there you go to be tied up this instant." "George, George," Mrs.Darling whispered, "remember what I told you about that boy." Alas, he would not listen.