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I
quite
shrink
from
the
truth
,
which
is
that
he
sat
there
in
two
minds
.
Sometimes
he
looked
longingly
at
his
mother
,
and
sometimes
he
looked
longingly
at
the
window
.
Certainly
it
would
be
pleasant
to
be
her
boy
again
,
but
on
the
other
hand
,
what
times
those
had
been
in
the
Gardens
!
Was
he
so
sure
that
he
should
enjoy
wearing
clothes
again
?
He
popped
off
the
bed
and
opened
some
drawers
to
have
a
look
at
his
old
garments
.
They
were
still
there
,
but
he
could
not
remember
how
you
put
them
on
.
The
socks
,
for
instance
,
were
they
worn
on
the
hands
or
on
the
feet
?
He
was
about
to
try
one
of
them
on
his
hand
,
when
he
had
a
great
adventure
.
Perhaps
the
drawer
had
creaked
;
at
any
rate
,
his
mother
woke
up
,
for
he
heard
her
say
'
Peter
,
'
as
if
it
was
the
most
lovely
word
in
the
language
.
He
remained
sitting
on
the
floor
and
held
his
breath
,
wondering
how
she
knew
that
he
had
come
back
.
If
she
said
'
Peter
'
again
,
he
meant
to
cry
'M
other
'
and
run
to
her
.
But
she
spoke
no
more
,
she
made
little
moans
only
,
and
when
he
next
peeped
at
her
she
was
once
more
asleep
,
with
tears
on
her
face
.
It
made
Peter
very
miserable
,
and
what
do
you
think
was
the
first
thing
he
did
?
Sitting
on
the
rail
at
the
foot
of
the
bed
,
he
played
a
beautiful
lullaby
to
his
mother
on
his
pipe
.
He
had
made
it
up
himself
out
of
the
way
she
said
'
Peter
,
'
and
he
never
stopped
playing
until
she
looked
happy
.
He
thought
this
so
clever
of
him
that
he
could
scarcely
resist
wakening
her
to
hear
her
say
,
'
O
Peter
,
how
exquisitely
you
play
!
'
However
,
as
she
now
seemed
comfortable
,
he
again
cast
looks
at
the
window
.
You
must
not
think
that
he
meditated
flying
away
and
never
coming
back
.
He
had
quite
decided
to
be
his
mother
's
boy
,
but
hesitated
about
beginning
to-night
.
It
was
the
second
wish
which
troubled
him
.
He
no
longer
meant
to
make
it
a
wish
to
be
a
bird
,
but
not
to
ask
for
a
second
wish
seemed
wasteful
,
and
,
of
course
,
he
could
not
ask
for
it
without
returning
to
the
fairies
.
Also
,
if
he
put
off
asking
for
his
wish
too
long
it
might
go
bad
.
He
asked
himself
if
he
had
not
been
hard-hearted
to
fly
away
without
saying
good-bye
to
Solomon
.
'
I
should
like
awfully
to
sail
in
my
boat
just
once
more
,
'
he
said
wistfully
to
his
sleeping
mother
.
He
quite
argued
with
her
as
if
she
could
hear
him
.
'
It
would
be
so
splendid
to
tell
the
birds
of
this
adventure
,
'
he
said
coaxingly
.
'
I
promise
to
come
back
,
'
he
said
solemnly
,
and
meant
it
,
too
.
And
in
the
end
,
you
know
,
he
flew
away
.
Twice
he
came
back
from
the
window
,
wanting
to
kiss
his
mother
,
but
he
feared
the
delight
of
it
might
waken
her
,
so
at
last
he
played
her
a
lovely
kiss
on
his
pipe
,
and
then
he
flew
back
to
the
Gardens
.
Many
nights
,
and
even
months
,
passed
before
he
asked
the
fairies
for
his
second
wish
;
and
I
am
not
sure
that
I
quite
know
why
he
delayed
so
long
.
One
reason
was
that
he
had
so
many
good-byes
to
say
,
not
only
to
his
particular
friends
,
but
to
a
hundred
favourite
spots
.
Then
he
had
his
last
sail
,
and
his
very
last
sail
,
and
his
last
sail
of
all
,
and
so
on
.
Again
,
a
number
of
farewell
feasts
were
given
in
his
honour
;
and
another
comfortable
reason
was
that
,
after
all
,
there
was
no
hurry
,
for
his
mother
would
never
weary
of
waiting
for
him
.
This
last
reason
displeased
old
Solomon
,
for
it
was
an
encouragement
to
the
birds
to
procrastinate
.
Solomon
had
several
excellent
mottoes
for
keeping
them
at
their
work
,
such
as
'N
ever
put
off
laying
to-day
because
you
can
lay
to-morrow
,
'
and
'
In
this
world
there
are
no
second
chances
,
'
and
yet
here
was
Peter
gaily
putting
off
and
none
the
worse
for
it
.
The
birds
pointed
this
out
to
each
other
,
and
fell
into
lazy
habits
.
But
,
mind
you
,
though
Peter
was
so
slow
in
going
back
to
his
mother
,
he
was
quite
decided
to
go
back
.
The
best
proof
of
this
was
his
caution
with
the
fairies
.
They
were
most
anxious
that
he
should
remain
in
the
Gardens
to
play
to
them
,
and
to
bring
this
to
pass
they
tried
to
trick
him
into
making
such
a
remark
as
'
I
wish
the
grass
was
not
so
wet
,
'
and
some
of
them
danced
out
of
time
in
the
hope
that
he
might
cry
,
'
I
do
wish
you
would
keep
time
!
'
Then
they
would
have
said
that
this
was
his
second
wish
.
But
he
smoked
their
design
,
and
though
on
occasions
he
began
,
'
I
wish
--
--
'
he
always
stopped
in
time
.
So
when
at
last
he
said
to
them
bravely
,
'
I
wish
now
to
go
back
to
mother
for
ever
and
always
,
'
they
had
to
tickle
his
shoulders
and
let
him
go
.
He
went
in
a
hurry
in
the
end
,
because
he
had
dreamt
that
his
mother
was
crying
,
and
he
knew
what
was
the
great
thing
she
cried
for
,
and
that
a
hug
from
her
splendid
Peter
would
quickly
make
her
to
smile
.
Oh
!
he
felt
sure
of
it
,
and
so
eager
was
he
to
be
nestling
in
her
arms
that
this
time
he
flew
straight
to
the
window
,
which
was
always
to
be
open
for
him
.
But
the
window
was
closed
,
and
there
were
iron
bars
on
it
,
and
peering
inside
he
saw
his
mother
sleeping
peacefully
with
her
arm
around
another
little
boy
.
Peter
called
,
'M
other
!
mother
!
'
but
she
heard
him
not
;
in
vain
he
beat
his
little
limbs
against
the
iron
bars
.
He
had
to
fly
back
,
sobbing
,
to
the
Gardens
,
and
he
never
saw
his
dear
again
.
What
a
glorious
boy
he
had
meant
to
be
to
her
!
Ah
,
Peter
!
we
who
have
made
the
great
mistake
,
how
differently
we
should
all
act
at
the
second
chance
.
But
Solomon
was
right
--
there
is
no
second
chance
,
not
for
most
of
us
.
When
we
reach
the
window
it
is
Lock-out
Time
.
The
iron
bars
are
up
for
life
.
