For instance , they may remember to mention , a week after the event happened , that when they were in the wood they met their dead father and had a game with him . It was in this casual way that Wendy one morning made a disquieting revelation . Some leaves of a tree had been found on the nursery floor , which certainly were not there when the children went to bed , and Mrs. Darling was puzzling over them when Wendy said with a tolerant smile : ' I do believe it is that Peter again ! ' ` Whatever do you mean , Wendy ? ' ` It is so naughty of him not to wipe , ' Wendy said , sighing . She was a tidy child . She explained in quite a matter-of-fact way that she thought Peter sometimes came to the nursery in the night and sat on the foot of her bed and played on his pipes to her . Unfortunately she never woke , so she did n't know how she knew , she just knew . ` What nonsense you talk , precious . No one can get into the house without knocking . ' ' I think he comes in by the window , ' she said . ` My love , it is three floors up . ' ` Were not the leaves at the foot of the window , mother ? ' It was quite true ; the leaves had been found very near the window . Mrs. Darling did not know what to think , for it all seemed so natural to Wendy that you could not dismiss it by saying she had been dreaming . ` My child , ' the mother cried , ` why did you not tell me of this before ? ' ' I forgot , ' said Wendy lightly . She was in a hurry to get her breakfast . Oh , surely she must have been dreaming . But , on the other hand , there were the leaves .
Mrs. XXXXX examined them carefully ; they were skeleton leaves , but she was sure they did not come from any tree that grew in England .
Darling Peter Wendy house morning night nonsense one pipes week