. Peter and Wendy ; Margaret Ogilvy. I say, cried John, why shouldnt we all goout! Of course it was to this that Peter had beenluring them. Michael was ready: he wanted to see how longit took him to do a billion miles. But Wendyhesitated. Mermaids! said Peter again. Oo! And there are pirates. Pirates, cried John, seizing his Sunday hat,let us go at once! It was just at this moment that Mr. and hurried with Nana out of 27. They raninto the middle of the street to look up at thenursery window; and, yes, it was still shut, but theroom was ablaze with light, and most heart-grip-ping si
. Peter and Wendy ; Margaret Ogilvy. I say, cried John, why shouldnt we all goout! Of course it was to this that Peter had beenluring them. Michael was ready: he wanted to see how longit took him to do a billion miles. But Wendyhesitated. Mermaids! said Peter again. Oo! And there are pirates. Pirates, cried John, seizing his Sunday hat,let us go at once! It was just at this moment that Mr. and hurried with Nana out of 27. They raninto the middle of the street to look up at thenursery window; and, yes, it was still shut, but theroom was ablaze with light, and most heart-grip-ping sight of all, they could see in shadow on thecurtain three little figures in night attire circlinground and round, not on the floor but in the air. Not three figures, four! In a tremble they opened the street door. would have rushed upstairs, but signed to him to go softly. She even triedto make her heart go softly. Will they reach the nursery in time? If so, howdelightful for them, and we shall all breathe a 46.
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