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1I forget whether I have told you that there was a stave on the rock, driven into it by some buccaneers of long ago to
2mark the site of buried treasure. The children had discovered the glittering hoard, and when in a mischievous mood used
3to fling showers of moidores, diamonds, pearls and pieces of eight to the gulls, who pounced upon them for food, and
4then flew away, raging at the scurvy trick that had been played upon them. The stave was still there, and on it Starkey
5had hung his hat, a deep tarpaulin, watertight, with a broad brim. Peter put the eggs into this hat and set it on the
6lagoon. It floated beautifully. The Never bird saw at once what he was up to, and screamed her admiration of him; and,
7alas, Peter crowed his agreement with her. Then he got into the nest, reared the stave in it as a mast, and hung up his
8shirt for a sail. At the same moment the bird fluttered down upon the hat and once more sat snugly on her eggs. She
9drifted in one direction, and he was borne off in another, both cheering. Of course when Peter landed he beached his
10barque in a place where the bird would easily find it; but the hat was such a great success that she abandoned the nest.
11It drifted about till it went to pieces, and often Starkey came to the shore of the lagoon, and with many bitter
12feelings watched the bird sitting on his hat. As we shall not see her again, it may be worth mentioning here that all
13Never birds now build in that shape of nest, with a broad brim on which the youngsters take an airing. Great were the
14rejoicings when Peter reached the home under the ground almost as soon as Wendy, who had been carried hither and thither
15by the kite. Every boy had adventures to tell; but perhaps the biggest adventure of all was that they were several hours
16late for bed. This so inflated them that they did various dodgy things to get staying up still longer, such as demanding
17bandages; but Wendy, though glorying in having them all home again safe and sound, was scandalised by the lateness of
18the hour, and cried, "To bed, to bed," in a voice that had to be obeyed. Next day, however, she was awfully tender, and
19gave out bandages to every one, and they played till bed-time at limping about and carrying their arms in slings.
20Chapter X. THE HAPPY HOME One important result of the brush on the lagoon was that it made the redskins their friends.
21Peter had saved Tiger Lily from a dreadful fate, and now there was nothing she and her braves would not do for him. All
22night they sat above, keeping watch over the home under the ground and awaiting the big attack by the pirates which
23obviously could not be much longer delayed. Even by day they hung about, smoking the pipe of peace, and looking almost
24as if they wanted tit-bits to eat. They called Peter the Great White Father, prostrating themselves before him; and he
25liked this tremendously, so that it was not really good for him. "The great white father," he would say to them in a
26very lordly manner, as they grovelled at his feet, "is glad to see the Piccaninny warriors protecting his wigwam from
27the pirates." "Me Tiger Lily," that lovely creature would reply. "Peter Pan save me, me his velly nice friend. Me no let
28pirates hurt him." She was far too pretty to cringe in this way, but Peter thought it his due, and he would answer
29condescendingly, "It is good. Peter Pan has spoken." Always when he said, "Peter Pan has spoken," it meant that they
30must now shut up, and they accepted it humbly in that spirit; but they were by no means so respectful to the other boys,
31whom they looked upon as just ordinary braves. They said "How-do?" to them, and things like that; and what annoyed the
32boys was that Peter seemed to think this all right. Secretly Wendy sympathised with them a little, but she was far too
33loyal a housewife to listen to any complaints against father. "Father knows best," she always said, whatever her private
34opinion must be. Her private opinion was that the redskins should not call her a squaw. We have now reached the evening
35that was to be known among them as the Night of Nights, because of its adventures and their upshot. The day, as if
36quietly gathering its forces, had been almost uneventful, and now the redskins in their blankets were at their posts
37above, while, below, the children were having their evening meal; all except Peter, who had gone out to get the time.
38The way you got the time on the island was to find the crocodile, and then stay near him till the clock struck. The meal
39happened to be a make-believe tea, and they sat around the board, guzzling in their greed; and really, what with their
40chatter and recriminations, the noise, as Wendy said, was positively deafening. To be sure, she did not mind noise, but
41she simply would not have them grabbing things, and then excusing themselves by saying that Tootles had pushed their
42elbow. There was a fixed rule that they must never hit back at meals, but should refer the matter of dispute to Wendy by
43raising the right arm politely and saying, "I complain of so-and-so;" but what usually happened was that they forgot to
44do this or did it too much. "Silence," cried Wendy when for the twentieth time she had told them that they were not all
45to speak at once. "Is your mug empty, Slightly darling?" "Not quite empty, mummy," Slightly said, after looking into an
46imaginary mug. "He hasn't even begun to drink his milk," Nibs interposed. This was telling, and Slightly seized his
47chance. "I complain of Nibs," he cried promptly. John, however, had held up his hand first. "Well, John?" "May I sit in
48Peter's chair, as he is not here?" "Sit in father's chair, John!" Wendy was scandalised. "Certainly not." "He is not
49really our father," John answered. "He didn't even know how a father does till I showed him." This was grumbling. "We
50complain of John," cried the twins. Tootles held up his hand. He was so much the humblest of them, indeed he was the
51only humble one, that Wendy was specially gentle with him. "I don't suppose," Tootles said diffidently, "that I could be
52father." "No, Tootles." Once Tootles began, which was not very often, he had a silly way of going on. "As I can't be
53father," he said heavily, "I don't suppose, Michael, you would let me be baby?" "No, I won't," Michael rapped out. He
54was already in his basket. "As I can't be baby," Tootles said, getting heavier and heavier and heavier, "do you think I
55could be a twin?" "No, indeed," replied the twins; "it's awfully difficult to be a twin." "As I can't be anything
56important," said Tootles, "would any of you like to see me do a trick?" "No," they all replied. Then at last he stopped.
57"I hadn't really any hope," he said. The hateful telling broke out again. "Slightly is coughing on the table." "The
58twins began with cheese-cakes." "Curly is taking both butter and honey." "Nibs is speaking with his mouth full." "I
59complain of the twins." "I complain of Curly." "I complain of Nibs." "Oh dear, oh dear," cried Wendy, "I'm sure I
60sometimes think that spinsters are to be envied." She told them to clear away, and sat down to her work-basket, a heavy
61load of stockings and every knee with a hole in it as usual. "Wendy," remonstrated Michael, "I'm too big for a cradle."
62"I must have somebody in a cradle," she said almost tartly, "and you are the littlest. A cradle is such a nice homely
63thing to have about a house." While she sewed they played around her; such a group of happy faces and dancing limbs lit
64up by that romantic fire. It had become a very familiar scene, this, in the home under the ground, but we are looking on
65it for the last time. There was a step above, and Wendy, you may be sure, was the first to recognize it. "Children, I
66hear your father's step. He likes you to meet him at the door." Above, the redskins crouched before Peter. "Watch well,
67braves. I have spoken." And then, as so often before, the gay children dragged him from his tree. As so often before,
68but never again. He had brought nuts for the boys as well as the correct time for Wendy. "Peter, you just spoil them,
69you know," Wendy simpered. "Ah, old lady," said Peter, hanging up his gun.
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