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No
woman
,
however
large
,
could
have
had
a
more
exquisite
boudoir
and
bedchamber
combined
.
The
couch
,
as
she
always
called
it
,
was
a
genuine
Queen
Mab
,
with
club
legs
;
and
she
varied
the
bedspreads
according
to
what
fruit-blossom
was
in
season
.
Her
mirror
was
a
Puss-in-boots
,
of
which
there
are
now
only
three
,
unchipped
,
known
to
the
fairy
dealers
;
the
wash-stand
was
Pie-crust
and
reversible
,
the
chest
of
drawers
an
authentic
Charming
the
Sixth
,
and
the
carpet
and
rugs
of
the
best
(
the
early
)
period
of
Margery
and
Robin
.
There
was
a
chandelier
from
Tiddly
winks
for
the
look
of
the
thing
,
but
of
course
she
lit
the
residence
herself
.
Tink
was
very
contemptuous
of
the
rest
of
the
house
,
as
indeed
was
perhaps
inevitable
;
and
her
chamber
,
though
beautiful
,
looked
rather
conceited
,
having
the
appearance
of
a
nose
permanently
turned
up
.
I
suppose
it
was
all
especially
entrancing
to
Wendy
,
because
those
rampagious
boys
of
hers
gave
her
so
much
to
do
.
Really
there
were
whole
weeks
when
,
except
perhaps
with
a
stocking
in
the
evening
,
she
was
never
above
ground
.
The
cooking
,
I
can
tell
you
,
kept
her
nose
to
the
pot
.
Their
chief
food
was
roasted
breadfruit
,
yams
,
cocoa-nuts
,
baked
pig
,
mammee-apples
,
tappa
rolls
and
bananas
,
washed
down
with
calabashes
of
poe-poe
;
but
you
never
exactly
knew
whether
there
would
be
a
real
meal
or
just
a
make-believe
,
it
all
depended
upon
Peter
's
whim
.
He
could
eat
,
really
eat
,
if
it
was
part
of
a
game
,
but
he
could
not
stodge
just
to
feel
stodgy
,
which
is
what
most
children
like
better
than
anything
else
;
the
next
best
thing
being
to
talk
about
it
.
Make-believe
was
so
real
to
him
that
during
a
meal
of
it
you
could
see
him
getting
rounder
.
Of
course
it
was
trying
,
but
you
simply
had
to
follow
his
lead
,
and
if
you
could
prove
to
him
that
you
were
getting
loose
for
your
tree
he
let
you
stodge
.
Wendy
's
favourite
time
for
sewing
and
darning
was
after
they
had
all
gone
to
bed
.
Then
,
as
she
expressed
it
,
she
had
a
breathing
time
for
herself
;
and
she
occupied
it
in
making
new
things
for
them
,
and
putting
double
pieces
on
the
knees
,
for
they
were
all
most
frightfully
hard
on
their
knees
.
When
she
sat
down
to
a
basketful
of
their
stockings
,
every
heel
with
a
hole
in
it
,
she
would
fling
up
her
arms
and
exclaim
,
'
Oh
dear
,
I
am
sure
I
sometimes
think
spinsters
are
to
be
envied
.
'
Her
face
beamed
when
she
exclaimed
this
.
You
remember
about
her
pet
wolf
.
Well
,
it
very
soon
discovered
that
she
had
come
to
the
island
and
it
found
her
out
,
and
they
just
ran
into
each
other
's
arms
.
After
that
it
followed
her
about
everywhere
.
As
time
wore
on
did
she
think
much
about
the
beloved
parents
she
had
left
behind
her
?
This
is
a
difficult
question
,
because
it
is
quite
impossible
to
say
how
time
does
wear
on
in
the
Neverland
,
where
it
is
calculated
by
moons
and
suns
,
and
there
are
ever
so
many
more
of
them
than
on
the
mainland
.
But
I
am
afraid
that
Wendy
did
not
really
worry
about
her
father
and
mother
;
she
was
absolutely
confident
that
they
would
always
keep
the
window
open
for
her
to
fly
back
by
,
and
this
gave
her
complete
ease
of
mind
.
What
did
disturb
her
at
times
was
that
John
remembered
his
parents
vaguely
only
,
as
people
he
had
once
known
,
while
Michael
was
quite
willing
to
believe
that
she
was
really
his
mother
.
These
things
scared
her
a
little
,
and
nobly
anxious
to
do
her
duty
,
she
tried
to
fix
the
old
life
in
their
minds
by
setting
them
examination
papers
on
it
,
as
like
as
possible
to
the
ones
she
used
to
do
at
school
.
The
other
boys
thought
this
awfully
interesting
,
and
insisted
on
joining
,
and
they
made
slates
for
themselves
,
and
sat
round
the
table
,
writing
and
thinking
hard
about
the
questions
she
had
written
on
another
slate
and
passed
round
.
They
were
the
most
ordinary
questions
--
'
What
was
the
colour
of
Mother
's
eyes
?
Which
was
taller
,
Father
or
Mother
?
Was
Mother
blonde
or
brunette
?
Answer
all
three
questions
if
possible
.
'
'
(
A
)
Write
an
essay
of
not
less
than
40
words
on
How
I
spent
my
last
Holidays
,
or
The
Caracters
of
Father
and
Mother
compared
.
Only
one
of
these
to
be
attempted
.
'
Or
'
(
1
)
Describe
Mother
's
laugh
;
(
2
)
Describe
Father
's
laugh
;
(
3
)
Describe
Mother
's
Party
Dress
;
(
4
)
Describe
the
Kennel
and
its
Inmate
.
'
They
were
just
everyday
questions
like
these
,
and
when
you
could
not
answer
them
you
were
told
to
make
a
cross
;
and
it
was
really
dreadful
what
a
number
of
crosses
even
John
made
.
Of
course
the
only
boy
who
replied
to
every
question
was
Slightly
,
and
no
one
could
have
been
more
hopeful
of
coming
out
first
,
but
his
answers
were
perfectly
ridiculous
,
and
he
really
came
out
last
:
a
melancholy
thing
.
