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'It isn't that kind of pain,' Peter replied darkly. 'Then what kind is it?' IT ISN'T THAT KIND OF PAIN PETER REPLIED DARKLY THEN WHAT KIND IS IT
," says Wendy, pointing upwards, '"there is the window still standing open. Ah, now we are rewarded for our sublime faith in a mother's love." So up they flew to their mummy and daddy; and pen cannot describe the happy scene, over which we draw a veil.' That was the story, and they were as pleased with it as the fair narrator herself. Everything just as it should be, you see. Off we skip like the most heartless things in the world, which is what children are, but so attractive; and we have an entirely selfish time; and then when we have need of special attention we nobly return for it, confident that we shall be embraced instead of smacked. So great indeed was their faith in a mother's love that they felt they could afford to be callous for a bit longer. But there was one there who knew better; and when Wendy finished he uttered a hollow groan. 'What is it, Peter?' she cried, running to him, thinking he was ill. She felt him solicitously, lower down than his chest. 'Where is it, Peter? AEL THEY ARE OH SEE DEAR BROTHERS SAYS WENDY POINTING UPWARDS THERE IS THE WINDOW STILL STANDING OPEN AH NOW WE ARE REWARDED FOR OUR SUBLIME FAITH AND A MOTHER'S LOVE SO UP THEY FLE TO THEIR MUMMY AND DADDY AND PEN CANNOT DESCRIBE THE HAPPY SCENE OVER WHICH WE DRAW THE VEIL THAT WAS THE STORY AND THEY WERE AS PLEASED WITH IT AS THE FAIR NARRATOR HERSELF EVERYTHING JUST AS IT SHOULD BE YOU SEE OFF WE SKIPPED LIKE THE MOST HEARTLESS THINGS IN THE WORLD WHICH IS WHAT CHILDREN ARE BUT SO ATTRACTIVE AND WE HAVE AN ENTIRELY SELFISH TYING AND THEN WHEN WE HAVE NEED OF SPECIAL ATTENTION WE NOBLY RETURN FOR IT CONFIDENT THAT WE SHALL BE EMBRACED INSTEAD OF SMACKED SO GREAT INDEED WAS THEIR FAITH IN A MOTHER'S LOVE THAT THEY FELT THEY COULD AFFORD TO BE CALLOUS FOR A BIT LONGER BUT THERE WAS ONE THERE WHO KNEW BETTER AND WHEN WENDY FINISHED HE UTTERED A HOLLOW GROAN WHAT IS IT PETER SHE CRIED RUNNING TO HIM THINKING HE WAS ILL SHE FELT HIM SOLICITOUSLY LOWER DOWN THAN HIS CHEST WHERE IS IT PETER
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