Пітер Пен і Венді
Come Away, Come Away!
Lizawasinabadtemper,forshewasmixingtheChristmaspuddingsinthekitchen,andhadbeendrawnawayfromthem,witharaisinstillonhercheek,byNana’sabsurdsuspicions.ShethoughtthebestwayofgettingalittlequietwastotakeNanatothenurseryforamoment,butincustodyofcourse.
’There,yoususpiciousbrute,’shesaid,notsorrythatNanawasindisgrace,’theyareperfectlysafe,aren’tthey?Everyoneofthelittleangelssoundasleepinbed.Listentotheirgentlebreathing.’
HereMichael,encouragedbyhissuccess,breathedsoloudlythattheywerenearlydetected.Nanaknewthatkindofbreathing,andshetriedtodragherselfoutofLiza’sclutches.
ButLizawasdense.’Nomoreofit,Nana,’shesaidsternly,pullingheroutoftheroom.’IwarnyouifyoubarkagainIshallgostraightformasterandmissusandbringthemhomefromtheparty,andthen,oh,won’tmasterwhipyou,just.’
Shetiedtheunhappydogupagain,butdoyouthinkNanaceasedtobark?Bringmasterandmissushomefromtheparty!Why,thatwasjustwhatshewanted.Doyouthinkshecaredwhethershewaswhippedsolongasherchargesweresafe?UnfortunatelyLizareturnedtoherpuddings,andNana,seeingthatnohelpwouldcomefromher,strainedandstrainedatthechainuntilatlastshebrokeit.Inanothermomentshehadburstintothedining-roomof27andflungupherpawstoheaven,hermostexpressivewayofmakingacommunication.Mr.andMrs.
