The way Mr. Darling won her was this: the many gentlemen who had been boys when she was a girl discovered simultaneously that they loved her, and they all ran to her hou to propo to her except Mr. Darling, who took a bsp;and nipped in first, and so he got her.
He got all of her, except the innermost box and the kiss. He never knew about the box, and in time he gave up trying for the kiss. Wendy thought Napoleon could have got it, but I bsp;picture him trying, and then going off in a passion, slamming the door.
Mr. Darling ud to boast to Wendy that her mother not only loved him but respected him. He was one of tho deep ones who know about stobsp;and shares. Of cour no one really knows, but he quite emed to know, and he often said stobsp;were up and shares were down in a way that would have made any woman respebsp;him.
Mrs. Darling was married in white, and at first she kept the books perfectly, almost gleefully, as if it were a game, not so mubsp;as a Brusls sprout was missing; but by and by whole cauliflowers dropped out, and instead of them there were pictures of babies without faces. She drew them when she should have been totting up. They were Mrs. Darling''s guess.
The way Mr. Darling won her was this: the many gentlemen who had been boys when she was a girl discovered simultaneously that they loved her, and they all ran to her hou to propo to her except Mr. Darling, who took a bsp;and nipped in first, and so he got her.
He got all of her, except the innermost box and the kiss. He never knew about the box, and in time he gave up trying for the kiss. Wendy thought Napoleon could have got it, but I bsp;picture him trying, and then going off in a passion, slamming the door.
Mr. Darling ud to boast to Wendy that her mother not only loved him but respected him. He was one of tho deep ones who know about stobsp;and shares. Of cour no one really knows, but he quite emed to know, and he often said stobsp;were up and shares were down in a way that would have made any woman respebsp;him.
Mrs. Darling was married in white, and at first she kept the books perfectly, almost gleefully, as if it were a game, not so mubsp;as a Brusls sprout was missing; but by and by whole cauliflowers dropped out, and instead of them there were pictures of babies without faces. She drew them when she should have been totting up. They were Mrs. Darling''s guess.