`` Nana , good dog , '' he said , patting her , `` I have put a little milk into your bowl , Nana . '' Nana wagged her tail , ran to the medicine , and began lapping it . Then she gave Mr. Darling such a look , not an angry look : she showed him the great red tear that makes us so sorry for noble dogs , and crept into her kennel . Mr. Darling was frightfully ashamed of himself , but he would not give in . In a horrid silence Mrs. Darling smelt the bowl . `` O George , '' she said , `` it 's your medicine ! '' `` It was only a joke , '' he roared , while she comforted her boys , and Wendy hugged Nana . `` Much good , '' he said bitterly , `` my wearing myself to the bone trying to be funny in this house . '' And still Wendy hugged Nana . `` That 's right , '' he shouted . `` Coddle her ! Nobody coddles me . 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 XXXXX ran to him beseechingly , but he waved her back .
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