But , on the other hand , there were the leaves . Mrs. Darling examined them carefully ; they were skeleton leaves , but she was sure they did not come from any tree that grew in England . She crawled about the floor , peering at it with a candle for marks of a strange foot . She rattled the poker up the chimney and tapped the walls . She let down a tape from the window to the pavement , and it was a sheer drop of thirty feet , without so much as a spout to climb up by . Certainly Wendy had been dreaming . But Wendy had not been dreaming , as the very next night showed , the night on which the extraordinary adventures of these children may be said to have begun . On the night we speak of all the children were once more in bed . It happened to be Nana 's evening off , and Mrs. Darling had bathed them and sung to them till one by one they had let go her hand and slid away into the land of sleep . All were looking so safe and cosy that she smiled at her fears now and sat down tranquilly by the fire to sew . It was something for Michael , who on his birthday was getting into shirts . The fire was warm , however , and the nursery dimly lit by three night-lights , and presently the sewing lay on Mrs. Darling 's lap . Then her head nodded , oh , so gracefully . She was asleep . Look at the four of them , Wendy and Michael over there , John here , and Mrs. Darling by the fire . There should have been a fourth night-light . While she slept she had a dream . She dreamt that the Neverland had come too near and that a strange boy had broken through from it . He did not alarm her , for she thought she had seen him before in the faces of many women who have no children . Perhaps he is to be found in the faces of some mothers also .
But in her dream he had rent the film that obscures the Neverland , and she saw XXXXX and John and Michael peeping through the gap .
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