Go to the doghouse where you belong!" he yelled at her. George," Mrs. Darling whispered, "remem ber what I told you about that boy. What if he comes back and Nana's not here to guard the children But Mr. Darling would not listen. He was determined to show everyone who was the mas- ter of the house. And so out Nana went. That night, as Mrs. Darling was putting the children to bed and lighting their night-lights they heard Nana downstairs in the yard, barking