Very gently he patted the little mound that her feet made , and he could see by her face that she liked it . He knew he had but to say ` Mother ' ever so softly , and she would wake up . They always wake up at once if it is you that says their name . Then she would give such a joyous cry and squeeze him tight . How nice that would be to him , but oh ! how exquisitely delicious it would be to her . That , I am afraid , is how Peter regarded it . In returning to his mother he never doubted that he was giving her the greatest treat a woman can have . Nothing can be more splendid , he thought , than to have a little boy of your own . How proud of him they are ! and very right and proper , too . -LSB- Illustration : The fairies sit round on mushrooms , and at first they are well behaved -RSB- But why does Peter sit so long on the rail ; why does he not tell his mother that he has come back ? I quite shrink from the truth , which is that he sat there in two minds . Sometimes he looked longingly at his mother , and sometimes he looked longingly at the window . Certainly it would be pleasant to be her boy again , but on the other hand , what times those had been in the Gardens ! Was he so sure that he should enjoy wearing clothes again ? He popped off the bed and opened some drawers to have a look at his old garments . They were still there , but he could not remember how you put them on . The socks , for instance , were they worn on the hands or on the feet ? He was about to try one of them on his hand , when he had a great adventure .
Perhaps the drawer had creaked ; at any rate , his mother woke up , for he heard her say ` XXXXX , ' as if it was the most lovely word in the language .
Gardens Mother Peter feet first instance minds right socks window