So they were told they could dance , but they must put on their nighties first . ` Ah , old lady , ' Peter said aside to Wendy , warming himself by the fire and looking down at her as she sat turning a heel , ` there is nothing more pleasant , of an evening for you and me when the day 's toil is over than to rest by the fire with the little ones near by . ' ` It is sweet , Peter , is n't it ? ' Wendy said , frightfully gratified . ` Peter , I think Curly has your nose . ' ` Michael takes after you . ' She went to him and put her hand on his shoulder . ` Dear Peter , ' she said , ` with such a large family , of course , I have now passed my best , but you do n't want to change me , do you ? ' ` No , Wendy . ' Certainly he did not want a change , but he looked at her uncomfortably ; blinking , you know , like one not sure whether he was awake or asleep . ` Peter , what is it ? ' ' I was just thinking , ' he said , a little scared . ` It is only make-believe , is n't it , that I am their father ? ' ` Oh yes , ' Wendy said primly . ` You see , ' he continued apologetically , ` it would make me seem so old to be their real father . ' ` But they are ours , Peter , yours and mine . ' ` But not really , Wendy ? ' he asked anxiously . ` Not if you do n't wish it , ' she replied ; and she distinctly heard his sigh of relief . ` Peter , ' she asked , trying to speak firmly , ` what are your exact feelings for me ? '
` Those of a devoted son , XXXXX . ' '
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