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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 don'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.' 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 DON'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
range to think that Peter did not alight in the church and forbid the banns. Years rolled on again, and Wendy had a daughter. This ought not to be written in ink but in a golden splash. She was called Jane, and always had an odd inquiring look, as if from the moment she arrived on the mainland she wanted to ask questions. When she was old enough to ask them they were mostly about Peter Pan. She loved to hear of Peter, and Wendy told her all she could remember in the very nursery from which the famous flight had taken place. It was Jane's nursery now, for her father had bought it at the three per cents. from Wendy's father, who was no longer fond of stairs. Mrs. Darling was now dead and forgotten. There were only two beds in the nursery now, Jane's and her nurse's; and there was no kennel, for Nana also had passed away. She died of old age, and at the end she had been rather difficult to get on with; being very firmly convinced that no one knew how to look after children except herself. A PINK SASH IT IS STRANGE TO THINK THAT PETER DID NOT ALIGHT IN THE CHURCH AND FORBID THE BANDS YEARS ROLLED ON AGAIN AND WENDY HAD A DAUGHTER THIS OUGHT NOT TO BE WRITTEN IN INK BUT IN A GOLDEN SPLASH SHE WAS CALLED JANE AND ALWAYS HAD AN ODD INQUIRING LOOK AS IF FROM THE MOMENT SHE ARRIVED ON THE MAINLAND SHE WANTED TO ASK QUESTIONS WHEN SHE WAS OLD ENOUGH TO ASK THEM THEY WERE MOSTLY ABOUT PETER PAN SHE LOVED TO HEAR OF PETER AND WENDY TOLD HER ALL SHE COULD REMEMBER IN THE VERY NURSERY FROM WHICH THE FAMOUS FLIGHT HAD TAKEN PLACE IT WAS JANE'S NURSERY NOW FOR HER FATHER HAD BOUGHT IT AT THE THREE PER CENTS FROM WENDY'S FATHER WHO WAS NO LONGER FOND OF STAIRS MISSUS DARLING WAS NOW DEAD AND FORGOTTEN THERE WERE ONLY TWO BEDS IN THE NURSERY NOW JANE'S AND HER NURSE'S AND THERE WAS NO KENNEL FOR NANA ALSO HAD PASSED AWAY SHE DIED OF OLD AGE AND AT THE END SHE HAD BEEN RATHER DIFFICULT TO GET ON WITH BEING VERY FIRMLY CONVINCED THAT NO ONE KNEW HOW TO LOOK AFTER CHILDREN EXCEPT HERSELF
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