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It
was
one
such
day
,
and
they
were
all
on
Marooners
'
Rock
.
The
rock
was
not
much
larger
than
their
great
bed
,
but
of
course
they
all
knew
how
not
to
take
up
much
room
,
and
they
were
dozing
,
or
at
least
lying
with
their
eyes
shut
,
and
pinching
occasionally
when
they
thought
Wendy
was
not
looking
.
She
was
very
busy
,
stitching
.
While
she
stitched
a
change
came
to
the
lagoon
.
Little
shivers
ran
over
it
,
and
the
sun
went
away
and
shadows
stole
across
the
water
,
turning
it
cold
.
Wendy
could
no
longer
see
to
thread
her
needle
,
and
when
she
looked
up
,
the
lagoon
that
had
always
hitherto
been
such
a
laughing
place
seemed
formidable
and
unfriendly
.
It
was
not
,
she
knew
,
that
night
had
come
,
but
something
as
dark
as
night
had
come
.
No
,
worse
than
that
.
It
had
not
come
,
but
it
had
sent
that
shiver
through
the
sea
to
say
that
it
was
coming
.
What
was
it
?
There
crowded
upon
her
all
the
stories
she
had
been
told
of
Marooners
'
Rock
,
so
called
because
evil
captains
put
sailors
on
it
and
leave
them
there
to
drown
.
They
drown
when
the
tide
rises
,
for
then
it
is
submerged
.
Of
course
she
should
have
roused
the
children
at
once
;
not
merely
because
of
the
unknown
that
was
stalking
toward
them
,
but
because
it
was
no
longer
good
for
them
to
sleep
on
a
rock
grown
chilly
.
But
she
was
a
young
mother
and
she
did
not
know
this
;
she
thought
you
simply
must
stick
to
your
rule
about
half
an
hour
after
the
midday
meal
.
So
,
though
fear
was
upon
her
,
and
she
longed
to
hear
male
voices
,
she
would
not
waken
them
.
Even
when
she
heard
the
sound
of
muffled
oars
,
though
her
heart
was
in
her
mouth
,
she
did
not
waken
them
.
She
stood
over
them
to
let
them
have
their
sleep
out
.
Was
it
not
brave
of
Wendy
?
It
was
well
for
those
boys
then
that
there
was
one
among
them
who
could
sniff
danger
even
in
his
sleep
.
Peter
sprang
erect
,
as
wide
awake
at
once
as
a
dog
,
and
with
one
warning
cry
he
roused
the
others
.
He
stood
motionless
,
one
hand
to
his
ear
.
'
Pirates
!
'
he
cried
.
The
others
came
closer
to
him
.
A
strange
smile
was
playing
about
his
face
,
and
Wendy
saw
it
and
shuddered
.
While
that
smile
was
on
his
face
no
one
dared
address
him
;
all
they
could
do
was
to
stand
ready
to
obey
.
The
order
came
sharp
and
incisive
.
'D
ive
!
'
