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Peter Pan and Wendy
All
children
,
except
one
,
grow
up
.
They
soon
know
that
they
will
grow
up
,
and
the
way
Wendy
knew
was
this
.
One
day
when
she
was
two
years
old
she
was
playing
in
a
garden
,
and
she
plucked
another
flower
and
ran
with
it
to
her
mother
.
I
suppose
she
must
have
looked
rather
delightful
,
for
Mrs.
Darling
put
her
hand
to
her
heart
and
cried
,
'
Oh
,
why
ca
n't
you
remain
like
this
for
ever
!
'
This
was
all
that
passed
between
them
on
the
subject
,
but
henceforth
Wendy
knew
that
she
must
grow
up
.
You
always
know
after
you
are
two
.
Two
is
the
beginning
of
the
end
.
Of
course
they
lived
at
14
,
and
until
Wendy
came
her
mother
was
the
chief
one
.
She
was
a
lovely
lady
,
with
a
romantic
mind
and
such
a
sweet
mocking
mouth
.
Her
romantic
mind
was
like
the
tiny
boxes
,
one
within
the
other
,
that
come
from
the
puzzling
East
,
however
many
you
discover
there
is
always
one
more
;
and
her
sweet
mocking
mouth
had
one
kiss
on
it
that
Wendy
could
never
get
,
though
there
it
was
,
perfectly
conspicuous
in
the
right-hand
corner
.
The
way
Mr.
Darling
won
her
was
this
:
the
many
gentlemen
who
had
been
boys
when
she
was
a
girl
discovered
simultaneously
that
they
loved
her
,
and
they
all
ran
to
her
house
to
propose
to
her
except
Mr.
Darling
,
who
took
a
cab
and
nipped
in
first
,
and
so
he
got
her
.
He
got
all
of
her
,
except
the
innermost
box
and
the
kiss
.
He
never
knew
about
the
box
,
and
in
time
he
gave
up
trying
for
the
kiss
.
Wendy
thought
Napoleon
could
have
got
it
,
but
I
can
picture
him
trying
,
and
then
going
off
in
a
passion
,
slamming
the
door
.
Mr.
Darling
used
to
boast
to
Wendy
that
her
mother
not
only
loved
him
but
respected
him
.
He
was
one
of
those
deep
ones
who
know
about
stocks
and
shares
.
Of
course
no
one
really
knows
,
but
he
quite
seemed
to
know
,
and
he
often
said
stocks
were
up
and
shares
were
down
in
a
way
that
would
have
made
any
woman
respect
him
.
Mrs.
Darling
was
married
in
white
,
and
at
first
she
kept
the
books
perfectly
,
almost
gleefully
,
as
if
it
were
a
game
,
not
so
much
as
a
brussels
sprout
was
missing
;
but
by
and
by
whole
cauliflowers
dropped
out
,
and
instead
of
them
there
were
pictures
of
babies
without
faces
.
She
drew
them
when
she
should
have
been
totting
up
.
They
were
Mrs.
Darling
's
guesses
.
Wendy
came
first
,
then
John
,
then
Michael
.
For
a
week
or
two
after
Wendy
came
it
was
doubtful
whether
they
would
be
able
to
keep
her
,
as
she
was
another
mouth
to
feed
.
Mr.
Darling
was
frightfully
proud
of
her
,
but
he
was
very
honourable
,
and
he
sat
on
the
edge
of
Mrs.
Darling
's
bed
,
holding
her
hand
and
calculating
expenses
,
while
she
looked
at
him
imploringly
.
She
wanted
to
risk
it
,
come
what
might
,
but
that
was
not
his
way
;
his
way
was
with
a
pencil
and
a
piece
of
paper
,
and
if
she
confused
him
with
suggestions
he
had
to
begin
at
the
beginning
again
.
'N
ow
do
n't
interrupt
,
'
he
would
beg
of
her
.
'
I
have
one
pound
seventeen
here
,
and
two
and
six
at
the
office
;
I
can
cut
off
my
coffee
at
the
office
,
say
ten
shillings
,
making
two
nine
and
six
,
with
your
eighteen
and
three
makes
three
nine
seven
,
with
five
naught
naught
in
my
cheque-book
makes
eight
nine
seven
,
--
who
is
that
moving
?
--
eight
nine
seven
,
dot
and
carry
seven
--
do
n't
speak
,
my
own
--
and
the
pound
you
lent
to
that
man
who
came
to
the
door
--
quiet
,
child
--
dot
and
carry
child
--
there
,
you
've
done
it
!
--
did
I
say
nine
nine
seven
?
yes
,
I
said
nine
nine
seven
;
the
question
is
,
can
we
try
it
for
a
year
on
nine
nine
seven
?
'
