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Once
a
week
Jane
's
nurse
had
her
evening
off
;
and
then
it
was
Wendy
's
part
to
put
Jane
to
bed
.
That
was
the
time
for
stories
.
It
was
Jane
's
invention
to
raise
the
sheet
over
her
mother
's
head
and
her
own
,
thus
making
a
tent
,
and
in
the
awful
darkness
to
whisper
:
'
What
do
we
see
now
?
'
'
I
do
n't
think
I
see
anything
to-night
,
'
says
Wendy
,
with
a
feeling
that
if
Nana
were
here
she
would
object
to
further
conversation
.
'
Yes
,
you
do
,
'
says
Jane
,
'
you
see
when
you
were
a
little
girl
.
'
'
That
is
a
long
time
ago
,
sweetheart
,
'
says
Wendy
.
'
Ah
me
,
how
time
flies
!
'
'D
oes
it
fly
,
'
asks
the
artful
child
,
'
the
way
you
flew
when
you
were
a
little
girl
?
'
'
The
way
I
flew
!
Do
you
know
,
Jane
,
I
sometimes
wonder
whether
I
ever
did
really
fly
.
'
'
Yes
,
you
did
.
'
'
The
dear
old
days
when
I
could
fly
!
'
