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Many
clapped
.
Some
did
n't
.
A
few
little
beasts
hissed
.
The
clapping
stopped
suddenly
;
as
if
countless
mothers
had
rushed
to
their
nurseries
to
see
what
on
earth
was
happening
;
but
already
Tink
was
saved
.
First
her
voice
grew
strong
;
then
she
popped
out
of
bed
;
then
she
was
flashing
through
the
room
more
merry
and
impudent
than
ever
.
She
never
thought
of
thanking
those
who
believed
,
but
she
would
have
liked
to
get
at
the
ones
who
had
hissed
.
'
And
now
to
rescue
Wendy
.
'
The
moon
was
riding
in
a
cloudy
heaven
when
Peter
rose
from
his
tree
,
begirt
with
weapons
and
wearing
little
else
,
to
set
out
upon
his
perilous
quest
.
It
was
not
such
a
night
as
he
would
have
chosen
.
He
had
hoped
to
fly
,
keeping
not
far
from
the
ground
so
that
nothing
unwonted
should
escape
his
eyes
;
but
in
that
fitful
light
to
have
flown
low
would
have
meant
trailing
his
shadow
through
the
trees
,
thus
disturbing
the
birds
and
acquainting
a
watchful
foe
that
he
was
astir
.
He
regretted
now
that
he
had
given
the
birds
of
the
island
such
strange
names
that
they
are
very
wild
and
difficult
of
approach
.
There
was
no
other
course
but
to
press
forward
in
redskin
fashion
,
at
which
happily
he
was
an
adept
But
in
what
direction
,
for
he
could
not
be
sure
that
the
children
had
been
taken
to
the
ship
?
A
slight
fall
of
snow
had
obliterated
all
footmarks
;
and
a
deathly
silence
pervaded
the
island
,
as
if
for
a
space
Nature
stood
still
in
horror
of
the
recent
carnage
.
He
had
taught
the
children
something
of
the
forest
lore
that
he
had
himself
learned
from
Tiger
Lily
and
Tinker
Bell
,
and
knew
that
in
their
dire
hour
they
were
not
likely
to
forget
it
.
Slightly
,
if
he
had
an
opportunity
,
would
blaze
the
trees
,
for
instance
,
Curly
would
drop
seeds
,
and
Wendy
would
leave
her
handkerchief
at
some
important
place
.
But
morning
was
needed
to
search
for
such
guidance
,
and
he
could
not
wait
.
The
upper
world
had
called
him
,
but
would
give
no
help
.
The
crocodile
passed
him
,
but
not
another
living
thing
,
not
a
sound
,
not
a
movement
;
and
yet
he
knew
well
that
sudden
death
might
be
at
the
next
tree
,
or
stalking
him
from
behind
.
