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Certainly
Wendy
had
been
dreaming
.
But
Wendy
had
not
been
dreaming
,
as
the
very
next
night
showed
,
the
night
on
which
the
extraordinary
adventures
of
these
children
may
be
said
to
have
begun
.
On
the
night
we
speak
of
all
the
children
were
once
more
in
bed
.
It
happened
to
be
Nana
's
evening
off
,
and
Mrs.
Darling
had
bathed
them
and
sung
to
them
till
one
by
one
they
had
let
go
her
hand
and
slid
away
into
the
land
of
sleep
.
All
were
looking
so
safe
and
cosy
that
she
smiled
at
her
fears
now
and
sat
down
tranquilly
by
the
fire
to
sew
.
It
was
something
for
Michael
,
who
on
his
birthday
was
getting
into
shirts
.
The
fire
was
warm
,
however
,
and
the
nursery
dimly
lit
by
three
night-lights
,
and
presently
the
sewing
lay
on
Mrs.
Darling
's
lap
.
Then
her
head
nodded
,
oh
,
so
gracefully
.
She
was
asleep
.
Look
at
the
four
of
them
,
Wendy
and
Michael
over
there
,
John
here
,
and
Mrs.
Darling
by
the
fire
.
There
should
have
been
a
fourth
night-light
.
While
she
slept
she
had
a
dream
.
She
dreamt
that
the
Neverland
had
come
too
near
and
that
a
strange
boy
had
broken
through
from
it
.
He
did
not
alarm
her
,
for
she
thought
she
had
seen
him
before
in
the
faces
of
many
women
who
have
no
children
Perhaps
he
is
to
be
found
in
the
faces
of
some
mothers
also
.
But
in
her
dream
he
had
rent
the
film
that
obscures
the
Neverland
,
and
she
saw
Wendy
and
John
and
Michael
peeping
through
the
gap
.
The
dream
by
itself
would
have
been
a
trifle
,
but
while
she
was
dreaming
the
window
of
the
nursery
blew
open
,
and
a
boy
did
drop
on
the
floor
.
He
was
accompanied
by
a
strange
light
,
no
bigger
than
your
fist
,
which
darted
about
the
room
like
a
living
thing
;
and
I
think
it
must
have
been
this
light
that
wakened
Mrs.
Darling
.
She
started
up
with
a
cry
,
and
saw
the
boy
,
and
somehow
she
knew
at
once
that
he
was
Peter
Pan
.
If
you
or
I
or
Wendy
had
been
there
we
should
have
seen
that
he
was
very
like
Mrs.
Darling
's
kiss
.
He
was
a
lovely
boy
,
clad
in
skeleton
leaves
and
the
juices
that
ooze
out
of
trees
;
but
the
most
entrancing
thing
about
him
was
that
he
had
all
his
first
teeth
.
When
he
saw
she
was
a
grown-up
,
he
gnashed
the
little
pearls
at
her
.
Mrs.
Darling
screamed
,
and
,
as
if
in
answer
to
a
bell
,
the
door
opened
,
and
Nana
entered
,
returned
from
her
evening
out
.
She
growled
and
sprang
at
the
boy
,
who
leapt
lightly
through
the
window
.
Again
Mrs.
Darling
screamed
,
this
time
in
distress
for
him
,
for
she
thought
he
was
killed
,
and
she
ran
down
into
the
street
to
look
for
his
little
body
,
but
it
was
not
there
;
and
she
looked
up
,
and
in
the
black
night
she
could
see
nothing
but
what
she
thought
was
a
shooting
star
.
