He became dangerously sarcastic . ` Not round my neck ! Round the bed-post ! Oh yes , twenty times have I made it up round the bed-post , but round my neck , no ! Oh dear no ! begs to be excused ! ' He thought Mrs. Darling was not sufficiently impressed , and he went on sternly , ' I warn you of this , mother , that unless this tie is round my neck we do n't go out to dinner to-night , and if I do n't go out to dinner to-night , I never go to the office again , and if I do n't go to the office again , you and I starve , and our children will be flung into the streets . ' Even then Mrs. Darling was placid . ` Let me try , dear , ' she said , and indeed that was what he had come to ask her to do ; and with her nice cool hands she tied his tie for him , while the children stood around to see their fate decided . Some men would have resented her being able to do it so easily , but Mr. Darling was far too fine a nature for that ; he thanked her carelessly , at once forgot his rage , and in another moment was dancing round the room with Michael on his back . ` How wildly we romped ! ' says Mrs. Darling now , recalling it . ` Our last romp ! ' Mr. Darling groaned . ' O George , do you remember Michael suddenly said to me , `` How did you get to know me , mother ? '' ' ' I remember ! ' ` They were rather sweet , do n't you think , George ? ' ` And they were ours , ours , and now they are gone . ' The romp had ended with the appearance of Nana , and most unluckily Mr. Darling collided against her , covering his trousers with hairs . They were not only new trousers , but they were the first he had ever had with braid on them , and he had to bite his lip to prevent the tears coming .
Of course Mrs. XXXXX brushed him , but he began to talk again about its being a mistake to have a dog for a nurse .
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