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'
Oh
dear
,
oh
dear
,
'
cried
Wendy
,
'
I
'm
sure
I
sometimes
think
that
children
are
more
trouble
than
they
are
worth
.
'
She
told
them
to
clear
away
,
and
sat
down
to
her
work-basket
:
a
heavy
load
of
stockings
and
every
knee
with
a
hole
in
it
as
usual
.
'
Wendy
,
'
remonstrated
Michael
,
'
I
'm
too
big
for
a
cradle
.
'
'
I
must
have
somebody
in
a
cradle
,
'
she
said
almost
tartly
,
'
and
you
are
the
littlest
.
A
cradle
is
such
a
nice
homely
thing
to
have
about
a
house
.
'
While
she
sewed
they
played
around
her
;
such
a
group
of
happy
faces
and
dancing
limbs
lit
up
by
that
romantic
fire
.
It
had
become
a
very
familiar
scene
this
in
the
home
under
the
ground
,
but
we
are
looking
on
it
for
the
last
time
.
There
was
a
step
above
,
and
Wendy
,
you
may
be
sure
,
was
the
first
to
recognise
it
.
'
Children
,
I
hear
your
father
's
step
.
He
likes
you
to
meet
him
at
the
door
.
'
Above
,
the
redskins
crouched
before
Peter
.
'
Watch
well
,
braves
.
I
have
spoken
.
'
And
then
,
as
so
often
before
,
the
gay
children
dragged
him
from
his
tree
.
As
so
often
before
,
but
never
again
.
