Hide ! Quick ! '' cried John , taking command for the only time throughout the whole adventure . And thus when Liza entered , holding Nana , the nursery seemed quite its old self , very dark , and you would have sworn you heard its three wicked inmates breathing angelically as they slept . They were really doing it artfully from behind the window curtains . Liza was in a bad temper , for she was mixing the Christmas puddings in the kitchen , and had been drawn from them , with a raisin still on her cheek , by Nana 's absurd suspicions . She thought the best way of getting a little quiet was to take Nana to the nursery for a moment , but in custody of course . `` There , you suspicious brute , '' she said , not sorry that Nana was in disgrace . `` They are perfectly safe , are n't they ? Every one of the little angels sound asleep in bed . Listen to their gentle breathing . '' Here Michael , encouraged by his success , breathed so loudly that they were nearly detected . Nana knew that kind of breathing , and she tried to drag herself out of Liza 's clutches . But Liza was dense . `` No more of it , Nana , '' she said sternly , pulling her out of the room . `` I warn you if you bark again I shall go straight for master and missus and bring them home from the party , and then , oh , wo n't master whip you , just . '' She tied the unhappy dog up again , but do you think Nana ceased to bark ? Bring master and missus home from the party ! Why , that was just what she wanted . Do you think she cared whether she was whipped so long as her charges were safe ?
Unfortunately XXXXX returned to her puddings , and Nana , seeing that no help would come from her , strained and strained at the chain until at last she broke it .
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