. Peter and Wendy ; Margaret Ogilvy. such a capital chim-ney that, as if to say thank you, smoke imme-diately began to come out of the hat. Now really and truly it was finished. Nothingremained to do but to knock. AH look your best, Peter warned them; firstimpressions are awfully important. He was glad no one asked him what first im-pressions are; they were all too busy looking theirbest. He knocked politely, and now the wood was asstill as the children, not a sound to be heard exceptfrom Tinker Bell, who was watching from abranch and openly sneering. What the boys were wondering was, would an


. Peter and Wendy ; Margaret Ogilvy. such a capital chim-ney that, as if to say thank you, smoke imme-diately began to come out of the hat. Now really and truly it was finished. Nothingremained to do but to knock. AH look your best, Peter warned them; firstimpressions are awfully important. He was glad no one asked him what first im-pressions are; they were all too busy looking theirbest. He knocked politely, and now the wood was asstill as the children, not a sound to be heard exceptfrom Tinker Bell, who was watching from abranch and openly sneering. What the boys were wondering was, would anyone answer the knock? If a lady, what would shebe like? The door opened and a lady came out. It wasWendy. They all whipped off their hats. She looked properly surprised, and this was justhow they had hoped she would look. Where am I? she said. Of course Slightly was the first to get his wordin. Wendy lady, he said rapidly, for you webuilt this house. Oh, say youre pleased, cried Nibs. Lovely, darling house, Wendy said, and they 88. PETER ON GUARD THE LITTLE HOUSE were the very words they had hoped she wouldsay. And we are your children, cried the twins. Then all went on their knees, and holding outtheir arms cried, O Wendy lady, be our mother. Ought I? Wendy said, all shining. Ofcourse its frightfully fascinating, but you see Iam only a little girl. I have no real experience. That doesnt matter, said Peter, as if he werethe only person present who knew all about it,though he was really the one who knew we need is just a nice motherly person. Oh dear! Wendy said, you see I feel that isexactly what I am. It is, it is, they all cried; we saw it at once. Very well, she said, I will do my best. Comeinside at once, you naughty children; I am sureyour feet are damp. And before I put you to bedI have just time to finish the story of Cinderella. In they went; I dont know how there was roomfor them, but you can squeeze very tight in theNeverland. And that was the first of the


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