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Perfectly sweet
"I think it's perfectly sweet of you," she declared, "and I'll
get up again," and she sat with him on the side of the bed. She
also said she would give him a kiss if he liked, but Peter did
not know what she meant, and he held out his hand expectantly.
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and to have fun. So I ran away to Kensington Gardens and lived a
acorn button into her hand, so she slowly returned her face to
where it had been before, and said nicely that she would wear his
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it on that chain, for it was afterwards to save her life.
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"Surely you know what a kiss is?" she asked, aghast.
"I shall know when you give it to me," he replied stiffly, and
not to hurt his feeling she gave him a thimble.
"Now," said he, "shall I give you a kiss?" and she replied with
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He really knew nothing about it, he had merely suspicions, but he
said at a venture, "Wendy, I ran away the day I was born."
Wendy was quite surprised, but interested; and she indicated in
the charming drawing-room manner, by a touch on her night-gown,
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correct thing, asked Peter how old he was. It was not really a
happy question to ask him; it was like an examination paper that
"It was because I heard father and mother," he explained in a
low voice, "talking about what I was to be when I became a man."
He was extraordinarily agitated now. "I don't want ever to be a
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to him, getting in his way and so on, and indeed he sometimes
had to give them a hiding [spanking]. Still, he liked them
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She gave him a look of the most intense admiration, and he
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about them, to his surprise, for they were rather a nuisance
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Mrs. Darling
"How wildly we romped!" says Mrs. Darling now, recalling it.
"Our last romp!" Mr. Darling groaned.
"O George, do you remember Michael suddenly said to me, `How
did you get to know me, mother?'"
"I remember!"
"They were rather sweet, don't you think, George?"
"And they were ours, ours! and now they are gone."
his lip to prevent the tears coming. Of course Mrs. Darling
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The romp had ended with the appearance of Nana, and most
unluckily Mr. Darling collided against her, covering his trousers
with hairs. They were not only new trousers, but they were the
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"It is nobody I know," he said, examining it carefully, "but it
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does look a scoundrel."
"Won't; won't!" Michael cried naughtily. Mrs. Darling left the
room to get a chocolate for him, and Mr. Darling thought this v
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"No doubt, but I have an uneasy feeling at times that she
looks upon the children as puppies."
"Oh no, dear one, I feel sure she knows they have souls."
"I wonder," Mr. Darling said thoughtfully, "I wonder." It was
an opportunity, his wife felt, for telling him about the boy. At
first he pooh-poohed the story, but he became thoughtful when she
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"We were still discussing it, you remember," says Mr. Darling,
"when Nana came in with Michael's medicine. You will never carry
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rather foolishly over the medicine. If he had a weakness, it was
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