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ChapterI.PETERBREAKSTHROUGH
Alle
All
children,exceptone,grow
opp
up
.
Theysoonknowthatthey
vil
will
growup,andthe
måten
way
Wendyknewwasthis.
One
dag
day
whenshewastwoyears
gammel
old
shewasplayinginagarden,
og
and
shepluckedanotherflower
og
and
ranwithittoher
moren
mother
.
Isupposeshemusthave
sett
looked
ratherdelightful,forMrs.Darlingputher
hånden
hand
toherheartandcried,“Oh,
hvorfor
why
can’tyouremainlikethisforever!”
Dette
This
wasallthatpassed
mellom
between
themonthesubject,
men
but
henceforthWendyknewthatshe
must
growup.
Youalways
vet
know
afteryouaretwo.
To
Two
isthebeginningofthe
slutten
end
.
Ofcoursetheylivedat14,
og
and
untilWendycameher
mor
mother
wasthechiefone.
Shewasalovely
dame
lady
,witharomanticmind
og
and
suchasweetmockingmouth.
Herromantic
sinn
mind
waslikethetinyboxes,
en
one
withintheother,that
kommer
come
fromthepuzzlingEast,however
mange
many
youdiscoverthereis
alltid
always
onemore;
andher
søte
sweet
mockingmouthhadonekissonitthatWendy
kunne
could
neverget,thoughthereitwas,perfectlyconspicuousintheright-handcorner.
The
måten
way
Mr.Darlingwonherwas
dette
this
:
themanygentlemenwho
hadde
had
beenboyswhenshewas
en
a
girldiscoveredsimultaneouslythatthey
elsket
loved
her,andtheyall
løp
ran
toherhousetoproposetoherexceptMr.Darling,who
tok
took
acabandnippedin
først
first
,andsohegother.
He
fikk
got
allofher,except
den
the
innermostboxandthekiss.
He
aldri
never
knewaboutthebox,
og
and
intimehegave
opp
up
tryingforthekiss.
Wendy
trodde
thought
Napoleoncouldhavegot
det
it
,butIcanpicturehim
prøve
trying
,andthengoingoffin
en
a
passion,slammingthedoor.
Mr.
Darling
pleide
used
toboasttoWendy
at
that
hermothernotonly
elsket
loved
himbutrespectedhim.
Hewas
en
one
ofthosedeepones
som
who
knowaboutstocksandshares.
Of
selvfølgelig
course
noonereallyknows,
men
but
hequiteseemedtoknow,
og
and
heoftensaidstockswere
opp
up
andsharesweredownina
måte
way
thatwouldhavemade
enhver
any
womanrespecthim.
Mrs.
Darlingwas
gift
married
inwhite,andatfirstshe
holdt
kept
thebooksperfectly,almostgleefully,as
om
if
itwereagame,notso
mye
much
asaBrusselssproutwasmissing;
men
but
byandbywholecauliflowersdropped
ut
out
,andinsteadofthem
det
there
werepicturesofbabies
uten
without
faces.
Shedrewthem
når
when
sheshouldhavebeentotting
opp
up
.
TheywereMrs.Darling’sguesses.
Wendy
kom
came
first,thenJohn,thenMichael.
Fora
uke
week
ortwoafterWendy
kom
came
itwasdoubtfulwhetherthey
ville
would
beabletokeep
henne
her
,asshewasanothermouthtofeed.
Mr.Darlingwasfrightfullyproudofher,
men
but
hewasveryhonourable,
og
and
hesatontheedgeofMrs.Darling’s
seng
bed
,holdingherhandandcalculatingexpenses,
mens
while
shelookedathimimploringly.
She
ønsket
wanted
toriskit,comewhat
kan
might
,butthatwasnothis
måte
way
;
hiswaywaswithapencil
og
and
apieceofpaper,
og
and
ifsheconfusedhim
med
with
suggestionshehadtobeginatthebeginning
igjen
again
.
“Nowdon’tinterrupt,”he
ville
would
begofher.
“I
har
have
onepoundseventeenhere,
og
and
twoandsixattheoffice;
I
kan
can
cutoffmycoffeeat
den
the
office,saytenshillings,making
to
two
nineandsix,withyoureighteen
og
and
threemakesthreenineseven,
med
with
fivenaughtnaughtinmycheque-bookmakeseightnineseven—whoisthatmoving?—eightnineseven,dot
og
and
carryseven—don’tspeak,myown—and
den
the
poundyoulenttothat
mannen
man
whocametothedoor—quiet,child—dot
og
and
carrychild—there,you’vedoneit!—didIsayninenineseven?
ja
yes
,Isaidninenineseven;
thequestion
er
is
,canwetryitfor
et
a
yearonninenineseven?”
“Ofcoursewe
kan
can
,George,”shecried.
ButshewasprejudicedinWendy’sfavour,
og
and
hewasreallythegrandercharacterofthe
to
two
.
“Remembermumps,”hewarnedher
nesten
almost
threateningly,andoffhe
gikk
went
again.
“Mumpsonepound,thatiswhatI
har
have
putdown,butIdaresayit
vil
will
bemorelikethirtyshillings—don’tspeak—measlesone
fem
five
,Germanmeasleshalfaguinea,
gjør
makes
twofifteensix—don’twaggleyourfinger—whooping-cough,
si
say
fifteenshillings”—andsoonitwent,
og
and
itaddedupdifferently
hver
each
time;
butatlastWendy
bare
just
gotthrough,withmumpsreducedtotwelve
seks
six
,andthetwokindsofmeaslestreatedas
en
one
.
Therewasthesameexcitement
over
over
John,andMichaelhad
enda
even
anarrowersqueak;
but
begge
both
werekept,andsoon,you
kan
might
haveseenthethreeofthem
going
inarowtoMissFulsom’sKindergarten
skole
school
,accompaniedbytheirnurse.
Mrs.
Darling
elsket
loved
tohaveeverythingjustso,
og
and
Mr.Darlinghadapassionforbeingexactly
som
like
hisneighbours;
so,of
selvfølgelig
course
,theyhadanurse.
Astheywere
fattige
poor
,owingtotheamountofmilkthe
barna
children
drank,thisnursewasaprimNewfoundland
hund
dog
,calledNana,whohadbelongedto
ingen
no
oneinparticularuntiltheDarlingsengaged
henne
her
.
Shehadalwaysthought
barn
children
important,however,andtheDarlings
hadde
had
becomeacquaintedwithherinKensingtonGardens,
hvor
where
shespentmostofhersparetimepeepingintoperambulators,
og
and
wasmuchhatedbycarelessnursemaids,whomshe
fulgte
followed
totheirhomesandcomplainedoftotheirmistresses.
Sheprovedtobe
ganske
quite
atreasureofanurse.
Hvor
How
thoroughshewasatbath-time,
og
and
upatanymomentof
den
the
nightifoneofhercharges
gjorde
made
theslightestcry.
Of
selvfølgelig
course
herkennelwasinthenursery.
Shehadageniusfor
vite
knowing
whenacoughisa
ting
thing
tohavenopatience
med
with
andwhenitneedsstocking
rundt
around
yourthroat.
Shebelievedtoher
siste
last
dayinold-fashionedremedies
som
like
rhubarbleaf,andmadesoundsofcontempt
over
over
allthisnew-fangledtalk
om
about
germs,andsoon.
Itwas
en
a
lessoninproprietyto
se
see
herescortingthechildrento
skolen
school
,walkingsedatelybytheirside
når
when
theywerewellbehaved,
og
and
buttingthembackinto
linje
line
iftheystrayed.
OnJohn’sfooterdaysshe
aldri
never
onceforgothissweater,
og
and
sheusuallycarriedanumbrellainhermouthin
tilfelle
case
ofrain.
Thereis
et
a
roominthebasementofMissFulsom’s
skole
school
wherethenurseswait.
They
satt
sat
onforms,whileNana
lay
onthefloor,but
det
that
wastheonlydifference.
Theyaffectedtoignoreherasof
en
an
inferiorsocialstatustothemselves,
og
and
shedespisedtheirlight
snakk
talk
.
SheresentedvisitstothenurseryfromMrs.Darling’sfriends,
men
but
iftheydidcomeshe
først
first
whippedoffMichael’spinafore
og
and
puthimintotheone
med
with
bluebraiding,andsmoothed
ut
out
WendyandmadeadashatJohn’s
hår
hair
.
Nonurserycouldpossibly
ha
have
beenconductedmorecorrectly,
og
and
Mr.Darlingknewit,
men
yet
hesometimeswondereduneasilywhethertheneighbours
snakket
talked
.
Hehadhispositioninthe
byen
city
toconsider.
Nanaalsotroubledhiminanother
måte
way
.
Hehadsometimesafeeling
at
that
shedidnotadmire
ham
him
.
“Iknowsheadmiresyoutremendously,George,”Mrs.Darling
ville
would
assurehim,andthenshe
ville
would
signtothechildrentobespeciallyniceto
far
father
.
Lovelydancesfollowed,inwhich
den
the
onlyotherservant,Liza,was
noen ganger
sometimes
allowedtojoin.
Such
en
a
midgetshelookedinherlongskirt
og
and
maid’scap,thoughshe
hadde
had
sworn,whenengaged,thatshe
ville
would
neverseetenagain.
Thegaietyof
disse
those
romps!
AndgayestofallwasMrs.Darling,who
ville
would
pirouettesowildlythatallyoucould
se
see
ofherwasthekiss,
og
and
thenifyouhaddashedatheryoumight
ha
have
gotit.
Thereneverwas
en
a
simplerhappierfamilyuntilthecomingofPeterPan.
Mrs.
Darling
først
first
heardofPeterwhenshewastidying
opp
up
herchildren’sminds.
Itis
de
the
nightlycustomofevery
god
good
motherafterherchildrenareasleeptorummageintheirminds
og
and
putthingsstraightfor
neste
next
morning,repackingintotheirproperplaces
de
the
manyarticlesthathavewanderedduring
de
the
day.
Ifyoucould
holde
keep
awake(butofcourseyoucan’t)you
ville
would
seeyourownmother
gjøre
doing
this,andyouwould
finne
find
itveryinterestingtowatch
henne
her
.
Itisquiteliketidying
opp
up
drawers.
Youwouldseeheronherknees,Iexpect,lingeringhumorously
over
over
someofyourcontents,wondering
hvor
where
onearthyouhadpickedthisthing
opp
up
,makingdiscoveriessweetandnotso
søt
sweet
,pressingthistohercheekas
om
if
itwereasniceas
en
a
kitten,andhurriedlystowingthat
ut
out
ofsight.
Whenyou
våkner
wake
inthemorning,thenaughtiness
og
and
evilpassionswithwhichyou
gikk
went
tobedhavebeenfolded
opp
up
smallandplacedat
de
the
bottomofyourmind
og
and
onthetop,beautifullyaired,arespread
ut
out
yourprettierthoughts,readyforyouto
sette
put
on.
Idon’tknowwhetheryou
har
have
everseenamapof
et
a
person’smind.
Doctorssometimesdrawmapsof
andre
other
partsofyou,andyour
eget
own
mapcanbecomeintenselyinteresting,
men
but
catchthemtryingtodraw
et
a
mapofachild’s
sinn
mind
,whichisnotonlyconfused,
men
but
keepsgoingroundallthe
tiden
time
.
Therearezigzaglinesonit,
akkurat
just
likeyourtemperatureonacard,
og
and
theseareprobablyroadsintheisland,fortheNeverlandis
alltid
always
moreorlessanisland,
med
with
astonishingsplashesofcolour
her
here
andthere,andcoralreefs
og
and
rakish-lookingcraftintheoffing,
og
and
savagesandlonelylairs,
og
and
gnomeswhoaremostlytailors,
og
and
cavesthroughwhichariver
løper
runs
,andprinceswithsixelderbrothers,
og
and
ahutfastgoingtodecay,
og
and
oneverysmallold
dame
lady
withahookednose.
Itwouldbeaneasymap
hvis
if
thatwereall,butthereis
også
also
firstdayatschool,religion,fathers,theroundpond,needle-work,murders,hangings,verbsthat
tar
take
thedative,chocolatepudding
dag
day
,gettingintobraces,sayninety-nine,three-penceforpulling
ut
out
yourtoothyourself,andsoon,
og
and
eitherthesearepartoftheisland
eller
or
theyareanothermap
viser
showing
through,anditis
alt
all
ratherconfusing,especiallyas
ingenting
nothing
willstandstill.
Of
selvfølgelig
course
theNeverlandsvarya
god
good
deal.
John’s,forinstance,
hadde
had
alagoonwithflamingoesflying
over
over
itatwhichJohnwas
skjøt
shooting
,whileMichael,whowas
veldig
very
small,hadaflamingo
med
with
lagoonsflyingoverit.
Johnlivedinaboatturnedupside
ned
down
onthesands,Michaelinawigwam,Wendyina
hus
house
ofleavesdeftlysewn
sammen
together
.
Johnhadnofriends,Michaelhadfriendsat
natten
night
,Wendyhadapetwolfforsakenbyitsparents,
men
but
onthewholetheNeverlands
har
have
afamilyresemblance,andiftheystoodstillin
en
a
rowyoucouldsayofthemthatthey
har
have
eachother’snose,andsoforth.
On
disse
these
magicshoreschildrenat
leker
play
areforeverbeachingtheircoracles.
We
også
too
havebeenthere;
we
kan
can
stillhearthesoundofthesurf,
om
though
weshalllandno
mer
more
.
Ofalldelectableislands
den
the
Neverlandisthesnuggest
og
and
mostcompact,notlarge
og
and
sprawly,youknow,withtediousdistances
mellom
between
oneadventureandanother,
men
but
nicelycrammed.
Whenyou
leker
play
atitbyday
med
with
thechairsandtable-cloth,itisnotin
de
the
leastalarming,butin
de
the
twominutesbeforeyou
går
go
tosleepitbecomes
veldig
very
real.
Thatiswhytherearenight-lights.
Occasionallyinhertravels
gjennom
through
herchildren’smindsMrs.Darling
fant
found
thingsshecouldnot
forstå
understand
,andofthesequite
den
the
mostperplexingwasthe
ordet
word
Peter.
SheknewofnoPeter,
og
and
yethewashere
og
and
thereinJohnandMichael’sminds,
mens
while
Wendy’sbegantobescrawledall
over
over
withhim.
Thenamestood
ut
out
inbolderlettersthan
noen
any
oftheotherwords,
og
and
asMrs.Darlinggazedshefeltthatit
hadde
had
anoddlycockyappearance.
“Yes,heisrathercocky,”Wendyadmitted
med
with
regret.
Hermotherhadbeenquestioningher.
“But
hvem
who
ishe,mypet?”
“HeisPeterPan,you
vet
know
,mother.”
AtfirstMrs.Darling
visste
did
notknow,butafter
tenkt
thinking
backintoherchildhoodshe
bare
just
rememberedaPeterPan
som
who
wassaidtolive
med
with
thefairies.
Therewereoddstories
om
about
him,asthatwhen
barn
children
diedhewentpartofthe
veien
way
withthem,sothatthey
skulle
should
notbefrightened.
She
hadde
had
believedinhimat
den
the
time,butnowthatshewas
gift
married
andfullofsenseshe
ganske
quite
doubtedwhethertherewas
noen
any
suchperson.
“Besides,”she
sa
said
toWendy,“hewouldbegrown
opp
up
bythistime.”
“Oh
nei
no
,heisn’tgrownup,”Wendyassuredherconfidently,“andheis
akkurat
just
mysize.”
Shemeant
at
that
hewashersizein
både
both
mindandbody;
shedidn’t
visste
know
howsheknew,she
bare
just
knewit.
Mrs.
DarlingconsultedMr.Darling,
men
but
hesmiledpooh-pooh.
“Markmywords,”he
sa
said
,“itissomenonsenseNana
har
has
beenputtingintotheirheads;
akkurat
just
thesortofidea
en
a
dogwouldhave.
Leaveitalone,
og
and
itwillblowover.”
Men
But
itwouldnotblow
over
over
andsoonthetroublesome
gutten
boy
gaveMrs.Darlingquite
et
a
shock.
Childrenhavethestrangestadventures
uten
without
beingtroubledbythem.
Forinstance,they
kan
may
remembertomention,a
uke
week
aftertheeventhappened,
at
that
whentheywereinthewoodthey
hadde
had
mettheirdeadfather
og
and
hadagamewith
ham
him
.
Itwasinthiscasual
måten
way
thatWendyonemorning
gjorde
made
adisquietingrevelation.
Someleavesof
et
a
treehadbeenfoundonthenurseryfloor,whichcertainlywerenotthere
da
when
thechildrenwentto
sengs
bed
,andMrs.Darlingwaspuzzling
over
over
themwhenWendysaid
med
with
atolerantsmile:.
“Ido
tror
believe
itisthatPeteragain!”
“Whateverdoyou
mener
mean
,Wendy?”
“Itissonaughtyofhimnottowipehisfeet,”Wendy
sa
said
,sighing.
Shewasatidy
barn
child
.
Sheexplainedinquite
en
a
matter-of-factwaythatshe
trodde
thought
Petersometimescametothenurseryinthe
natten
night
andsatonthefootofher
sengen
bed
andplayedonhispipestoher.
Unfortunatelyshe
aldri
never
woke,soshedidn’t
visste
know
howsheknew,she
bare
just
knew.
“Whatnonsenseyou
snakker
talk
,precious.
Noonecan
komme
get
intothehousewithoutknocking.”
“I
tror
think
hecomesinbythewindow,”she
sa
said
.
“Mylove,itis
tre
three
floorsup.”
“Werenottheleavesatthefootofthewindow,mother?”
Itwas
helt
quite
true;
theleaveshadbeen
funnet
found
verynearthewindow.
Mrs.
Darling
visste
did
notknowwhatto
tro
think
,foritallseemedsonaturaltoWendythatyou
kunne
could
notdismissitby
si
saying
shehadbeendreaming.
“Mychild,”the
moren
mother
cried,“whydidyounot
fortalte
tell
meofthisbefore?”
“Iforgot,”
sa
said
Wendylightly.
Shewasina
hast
hurry
togetherbreakfast.
Oh,surelyshemusthavebeen
drømt
dreaming
.
But,ontheother
side
hand
,thereweretheleaves.
Mrs.Darlingexaminedthem
veldig
very
carefully;
theywereskeletonleaves,
men
but
shewassuretheydidnot
kom
come
fromanytreethatgrewinEngland.
Shecrawled
om
about
thefloor,peeringatit
med
with
acandleformarksofastrangefoot.
Sherattledthepoker
opp
up
thechimneyandtappedthewalls.
She
la
let
downatapefromthewindowtothepavement,
og
and
itwasasheerdropofthirtyfeet,
uten
without
somuchasaspouttoclimb
opp
up
by.
CertainlyWendyhadbeen
drømt
dreaming
.
ButWendyhadnotbeen
drømt
dreaming
,astheverynext
natten
night
showed,thenightonwhichtheextraordinaryadventuresof
disse
these
childrenmaybesaidto
ha
have
begun.
Onthenightwe
snakker
speak
ofallthechildrenwereoncemorein
sengen
bed
.
IthappenedtobeNana’s
kveld
evening
off,andMrs.Darling
hadde
had
bathedthemandsungtothemtill
en
one
byonetheyhadletgoher
hånd
hand
andslidawayintothelandof
søvn
sleep
.
Allwerelookingso
trygt
safe
andcosythatshesmiledatherfears
now
andsatdowntranquillybythefiretosew.
Itwas
noe
something
forMichael,whoonhisbirthdaywas
kom
getting
intoshirts.
Thefirewaswarm,however,
og
and
thenurserydimlylitby
tre
three
night-lights,andpresentlythesewing
lay
onMrs.Darling’slap.
Thenher
hodet
head
nodded,oh,sogracefully.
Shewasasleep.
Se
Look
atthefourof
dem
them
,WendyandMichaelover
der
there
,Johnhere,andMrs.Darlingby
de
the
fire.
Thereshouldhavebeen
en
a
fourthnight-light.
Whileshe
sov
slept
shehadadream.
She
drømte
dreamt
thattheNeverlandhadcome
for
too
nearandthatastrange
gutt
boy
hadbrokenthroughfromit.
Hedidnotalarm
henne
her
,forshethoughtshehadseenhim
før
before
inthefacesof
mange
many
womenwhohaveno
barn
children
.
Perhapsheistobe
funnet
found
inthefacesof
noen
some
mothersalso.
Butinher
drømmen
dream
hehadrentthefilm
som
that
obscurestheNeverland,andshe
saw
WendyandJohnandMichaelpeeping
gjennom
through
thegap.
Thedreambyitself
ville
would
havebeenatrifle,
men
but
whileshewasdreamingthewindowofthenurseryblew
åpent
open
,andaboydiddroponthefloor.
Hewasaccompaniedbyastrangelight,nobigger
enn
than
yourfist,whichdartedaboutthe
rommet
room
likealivingthing
og
and
Ithinkitmusthavebeen
dette
this
lightthatwakenedMrs.Darling.
Shestarted
opp
up
withacry,and
saw
theboy,andsomehowshe
visste
knew
atoncethathewasPeterPan.
Hvis
If
youorIorWendyhadbeen
der
there
weshouldhaveseen
at
that
hewasverylikeMrs.Darling’skiss.
Hewas
en
a
lovelyboy,cladinskeletonleaves
og
and
thejuicesthatooze
ut
out
oftreesbutthe
mest
most
entrancingthingabouthimwasthathe
hadde
had
allhisfirstteeth.
ChapterII.THESHADOW
Mrs.
Darlingscreamed,
og
and
,asifinanswerto
en
a
bell,thedooropened,
og
and
Nanaentered,returnedfromher
kveld
evening
out.
Shegrowledandsprangatthe
gutten
boy
,wholeaptlightlythroughthewindow.
Igjen
Again
Mrs.Darlingscreamed,this
gangen
time
indistressforhim,forshe
trodde
thought
hewaskilled,andshe
løp
ran
downintothestreettolookforhis
lille
little
body,butitwasnotthere;
og
and
shelookedup,andin
den
the
blacknightshecould
se
see
nothingbutwhatshe
trodde
thought
wasashootingstar.
Shereturnedtothenursery,
og
and
foundNanawithsomethinginhermouth,
som
which
provedtobetheboy’sshadow.
AsheleaptatthewindowNanahadcloseditquickly,
for
too
latetocatchhim,
men
but
hisshadowhadnothad
tid
time
togetout;
slam
gikk
went
thewindowandsnappedit
av
off
.
YoumaybesureMrs.Darlingexaminedtheshadowcarefully,
men
but
itwasquitetheordinary
type
kind
.
Nanahadnodoubtofwhatwasthe
beste
best
thingtodowith
denne
this
shadow.
Shehungit
ut
out
atthewindow,meaning“Heis
sikker
sure
tocomebackforit;
la
let
usputitwherehe
kan
can
getiteasilywithoutdisturbingthechildren.”
Men
But
unfortunatelyMrs.Darlingcouldnot
la
leave
ithangingoutatthewindow,it
looked
solikethewashing
og
and
loweredthewholetoneofthe
huset
house
.
ShethoughtofshowingittoMr.Darling,
men
but
hewastottingupwintergreat-coatsforJohn
og
and
Michael,withawettowel
rundt
around
hisheadtokeephisbrain
klar
clear
,anditseemedashametotrouble
ham
him
;
besides,sheknewexactlywhathe
ville
would
say:
“Itallcomesof
ha
having
adogforanurse.”
Shedecidedtorolltheshadow
opp
up
andputitawaycarefullyin
en
a
drawer,untilafittingopportunity
kom
came
fortellingherhusband.
Ah
meg
me
!
Theopportunitycamea
uke
week
later,onthatnever-to-be-forgottenFriday.
Of
selvfølgelig
course
itwasaFriday.
“Ioughtto
ha
have
beenspeciallycarefulon
en
a
Friday,”sheusedto
si
say
afterwardstoherhusband,
mens
while
perhapsNanawason
den
the
othersideofher,
holder
holding
herhand.
“No,no,”Mr.Darling
alltid
always
said,“Iamresponsibleforitall.
Jeg
I
,GeorgeDarling,didit.
Meaculpa,meaculpa.”
Hehadhad
en
a
classicaleducation.
Theysatthus
natt
night
afternightrecallingthatfatalFriday,till
hver
every
detailofitwasstampedontheirbrains
og
and
camethroughonthe
andre
other
sidelikethefaceson
en
a
badcoinage.
“IfonlyI
hadde
had
notacceptedthatinvitationtodineat27,”Mrs.Darling
sa
said
.
“IfonlyIhadnotpouredmymedicineintoNana’sbowl,”
sa
said
Mr.Darling.
“IfonlyI
hadde
had
pretendedtolikethemedicine,”waswhatNana’sweteyes
sa
said
.
“Mylikingforparties,George.”
“Myfatalgiftofhumour,dearest.”
“Mytouchiness
om
about
trifles,dearmasterandmistress.”
Then
en
one
ormoreofthem
ville
would
breakdownaltogether;
Nanaatthethought,“It’s
sant
true
,it’strue,theyoughtnotto
ha
have
hadadogfor
en
a
nurse.”
ManyatimeitwasMr.Darling
som
who
putthehandkerchieftoNana’seyes.
“Thatfiend!”
Mr.Darling
ville
would
cry,andNana’sbarkwastheechoof
det
it
,butMrs.DarlingneverupbraidedPeter;
therewas
noe
something
intheright-handcornerofhermouththat
ville
wanted
hernottocallPeternames.
They
ville
would
sitthereintheemptynursery,recallingfondly
hver
every
smallestdetailofthatdreadful
kvelden
evening
.