Chapter 11: Wendy’s Story

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌⁠“Listen, then,” said Wendy, settling down to her story, with Michael at her feet and seven boys in the bed. “There was once a gentleman—”

“I had rather he had been a lady,” Curly said.

“I wish he had been a white rat,” said Nibs.

“Quiet,” their mother admonished them. “There was a lady also, and—”

“Oh, mummy,” cried the first twin, “you mean that there is a lady also, don’t you? She is not dead, is sh