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Title: Peter and Wendy ; Margaret Ogilvy
Year: 1912 (1910s)
Authors: Barrie, J. M. (James Matthew), 1860-1937 Barrie, J. M. (James Matthew), 1860-1937. Margaret Ogilvy. 1912
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Publisher: New York, Scribner
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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little annoyed with them for know-ing so much, but if he wanted to lord it over themhis triumph was at hand, for have I not told youthat anon fear fell upon them? It came as the arrows went, leaving the islandin gloom. In the old days at home the Neverland hadalways begun to look a little dark and threateningby bedtime. Then unexplored patches arose in itand spread, black shadows moved about in them,the roar of the beasts of prey was quite differentnow, and above all, you lost the certainty that youwould win. You were quite glad that the night-lights were in. You even liked Nana to say thatthis was just the mantelpiece over here, and thatthe Neverland was all make-believe. Of course the Neverland had been make-believein those days, but it was real now, and there wereno night-lights, and it was getting darker everymoment, and where was Nana? They had been flying apart, but they huddledclose to Peter now. His careless manner had goneat last, his eyes were sparkling, and a tingle went 54
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THE NE\ER NEVER LAND THE FLIGHT through them every time they touched his body.They were now over the fearsome island, flyingso low that sometimes a tree grazed their feet.Nothing horrid was visible in the air, yet theirprogress had become slow and laboured, exactly asif they were pushing their way through hostileforces. Sometimes they hung in the air untilPeter had beaten on it with his fists. They dont want us to land, he explained.Who are they ^ Wendy whispered, shuddering.But he could not or would not say. TinkerBell had been asleep on his shoulder, but now hewakened her and sent her on in front. Sometimes he poised himself in the air, listen-ing intently, with his hand to his ear, and againhe would stare down with eyes so bright that theyseemed to bore two holes to earth. Having donethese things, he went on again. His courage was almost appalling. Wouldyou like an adventure now, he said casually toJohn, or would you like to have your tea first?Wendy said tea first quickly, and Mic

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