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1"I always cut their hair myself," said Wendy. "George!" Mrs. Darling exclaimed, pained to see her dear one showing
2himself in such an unfavourable light. Then he burst into tears, and the truth came out. He was as glad to have them as
3she was, he said, but he thought they should have asked his consent as well as hers, instead of treating him as a cypher
4in his own house. "I don't think he is a cypher," Tootles cried instantly. "Do you think he is a cypher, Curly?" "No, I
5don't. Do you think he is a cypher, Slightly?" "Rather not. Twin, what do you think?" It turned out that not one of them
6thought him a cypher; and he was absurdly gratified, and said he would find space for them all in the drawing-room if
7they fitted in. "We'll fit in, sir," they assured him. "Then follow the leader," he cried gaily. "Mind you, I am not
8sure that we have a drawing-room, but we pretend we have, and it's all the same. Hoop la!" He went off dancing through
9the house, and they all cried "Hoop la!" and danced after him, searching for the drawing-room; and I forget whether they
10found it, but at any rate they found corners, and they all fitted in. As for Peter, he saw Wendy once again before he
11flew away. He did not exactly come to the window, but he brushed against it in passing so that she could open it if she
12liked and call to him. That is what she did. "Hullo, Wendy, good-bye," he said. "Oh dear, are you going away?" "Yes."
13"You don't feel, Peter," she said falteringly, "that you would like to say anything to my parents about a very sweet
14subject?" "No." "About me, Peter?" "No." Mrs. Darling came to the window, for at present she was keeping a sharp eye on
15Wendy. She told Peter that she had adopted all the other boys, and would like to adopt him also. "Would you send me to
16school?" he inquired craftily. "Yes." "And then to an office?" "I suppose so." "Soon I would be a man?" "Very soon." "I
17don't want to go to school and learn solemn things," he told her passionately. "I don't want to be a man. O Wendy's
18mother, if I was to wake up and feel there was a beard!" "Peter," said Wendy the comforter, "I should love you in a
19beard;" and Mrs. Darling stretched out her arms to him, but he repulsed her. "Keep back, lady, no one is going to catch
20me and make me a man." "But where are you going to live?" "With Tink in the house we built for Wendy. The fairies are to
21put it high up among the tree tops where they sleep at nights." "How lovely," cried Wendy so longingly that Mrs. Darling
22tightened her grip. "I thought all the fairies were dead," Mrs. Darling said. "There are always a lot of young ones,"
23explained Wendy, who was now quite an authority, "because you see when a new baby laughs for the first time a new fairy
24is born, and as there are always new babies there are always new fairies. They live in nests on the tops of trees; and
25the mauve ones are boys and the white ones are girls, and the blue ones are just little sillies who are not sure what
26they are." "I shall have such fun," said Peter, with eye on Wendy. "It will be rather lonely in the evening," she said,
27"sitting by the fire." "I shall have Tink." "Tink can't go a twentieth part of the way round," she reminded him a little
28tartly. "Sneaky tell-tale!" Tink called out from somewhere round the corner. "It doesn't matter," Peter said. "O Peter,
29you know it matters." "Well, then, come with me to the little house." "May I, mummy?" "Certainly not. I have got you
30home again, and I mean to keep you." "But he does so need a mother." "So do you, my love." "Oh, all right," Peter said,
31as if he had asked her from politeness merely; but Mrs. Darling saw his mouth twitch, and she made this handsome offer:
32to let Wendy go to him for a week every year to do his spring cleaning. Wendy would have preferred a more permanent
33arrangement; and it seemed to her that spring would be long in coming; but this promise sent Peter away quite gay again.
34He had no sense of time, and was so full of adventures that all I have told you about him is only a halfpenny-worth of
35them. I suppose it was because Wendy knew this that her last words to him were these rather plaintive ones: "You won't
36forget me, Peter, will you, before spring cleaning time comes?" Of course Peter promised; and then he flew away. He took
37Mrs. Darling's kiss with him. The kiss that had been for no one else, Peter took quite easily. Funny. But she seemed
38satisfied. Of course all the boys went to school; and most of them got into Class III, but Slightly was put first into
39Class IV and then into Class V. Class I is the top class. Before they had attended school a week they saw what goats
40they had been not to remain on the island; but it was too late now, and soon they settled down to being as ordinary as
41you or me or Jenkins minor. It is sad to have to say that the power to fly gradually left them. At first Nana tied their
42feet to the bed-posts so that they should not fly away in the night; and one of their diversions by day was to pretend
43to fall off buses; but by and by they ceased to tug at their bonds in bed, and found that they hurt themselves when they
44let go of the bus. In time they could not even fly after their hats. Want of practice, they called it; but what it
45really meant was that they no longer believed. Michael believed longer than the other boys, though they jeered at him;
46so he was with Wendy when Peter came for her at the end of the first year. She flew away with Peter in the frock she had
47woven from leaves and berries in the Neverland, and her one fear was that he might notice how short it had become; but
48he never noticed, he had so much to say about himself. She had looked forward to thrilling talks with him about old
49times, but new adventures had crowded the old ones from his mind. "Who is Captain Hook?" he asked with interest when she
50spoke of the arch enemy. "Don't you remember," she asked, amazed, "how you killed him and saved all our lives?" "I
51forget them after I kill them," he replied carelessly. When she expressed a doubtful hope that Tinker Bell would be glad
52to see her he said, "Who is Tinker Bell?" "O Peter," she said, shocked; but even when she explained he could not
53remember. "There are such a lot of them," he said. "I expect she is no more." I expect he was right, for fairies don't
54live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them. Wendy was pained too to find that the
55past year was but as yesterday to Peter; it had seemed such a long year of waiting to her. But he was exactly as
56fascinating as ever, and they had a lovely spring cleaning in the little house on the tree tops. Next year he did not
57come for her. She waited in a new frock because the old one simply would not meet; but he never came. "Perhaps he is
58ill," Michael said. "You know he is never ill." Michael came close to her and whispered, with a shiver, "Perhaps there
59is no such person, Wendy!" and then Wendy would have cried if Michael had not been crying. Peter came next spring
60cleaning; and the strange thing was that he never knew he had missed a year. That was the last time the girl Wendy ever
61saw him. For a little longer she tried for his sake not to have growing pains; and she felt she was untrue to him when
62she got a prize for general knowledge. But the years came and went without bringing the careless boy; and when they met
63again Wendy was a married woman, and Peter was no more to her than a little dust in the box in which she had kept her
64toys. Wendy was grown up. You need not be sorry for her. She was one of the kind that likes to grow up. In the end she
65grew up of her own free will a day quicker than other girls.
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