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'
But
why
,
Tink
?
'
Her
wings
would
scarcely
carry
her
now
,
but
in
reply
she
alighted
on
his
shoulder
and
gave
his
chin
a
loving
bite
.
She
whispered
in
his
ear
'
You
silly
ass
'
;
and
then
,
tottering
to
her
chamber
,
lay
down
on
the
bed
.
His
head
almost
filled
the
fourth
wall
of
her
little
room
as
he
knelt
near
her
in
distress
.
Every
moment
her
light
was
growing
fainter
;
and
he
knew
that
if
it
went
out
she
would
be
no
more
.
She
liked
his
tears
so
much
that
she
put
out
her
beautiful
finger
and
let
them
run
over
it
.
Her
voice
was
so
low
that
at
first
he
could
not
make
out
what
she
said
.
Then
he
made
it
out
.
She
was
saying
that
she
thought
she
could
get
well
again
if
children
believed
in
fairies
.
Peter
flung
out
his
arms
.
There
were
no
children
there
,
and
it
was
night-time
;
but
he
addressed
all
who
might
be
dreaming
of
the
Neverland
,
and
who
were
therefore
nearer
to
him
than
you
think
:
boys
and
girls
in
their
nighties
,
and
naked
papooses
in
their
baskets
hung
from
trees
.
'D
o
you
believe
?
'
he
cried
.
Tink
sat
up
in
bed
almost
briskly
to
listen
to
her
fate
.
She
fancied
she
heard
answers
in
the
affirmative
,
and
then
again
she
was
n't
sure
.
'
What
do
you
think
?
'
she
asked
Peter
.
'
If
you
believe
,
'
he
shouted
to
them
,
'
clap
your
hands
;
do
n't
let
Tink
die
.
'
