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Despairing
of
the
fairies
,
he
resolved
to
consult
the
birds
,
but
now
he
remembered
,
as
an
odd
thing
,
that
all
the
birds
on
the
weeping-beech
had
flown
away
when
he
alighted
on
it
,
and
though
this
had
not
troubled
him
at
the
time
,
he
saw
its
meaning
now
.
Every
living
thing
was
shunning
him
.
Poor
little
Peter
Pan
!
he
sat
down
and
cried
,
and
even
then
he
did
not
know
that
,
for
a
bird
,
he
was
sitting
on
his
wrong
part
.
It
is
a
blessing
that
he
did
not
know
,
for
otherwise
he
would
have
lost
faith
in
his
power
to
fly
,
and
the
moment
you
doubt
whether
you
can
fly
,
you
cease
for
ever
to
be
able
to
do
it
.
The
reason
birds
can
fly
and
we
ca
n't
is
simply
that
they
have
perfect
faith
,
for
to
have
faith
is
to
have
wings
.
Now
,
except
by
flying
,
no
one
can
reach
the
island
in
the
Serpentine
,
for
the
boats
of
humans
are
forbidden
to
land
there
,
and
there
are
stakes
round
it
,
standing
up
in
the
water
,
on
each
of
which
a
bird-sentinel
sits
by
day
and
night
.
It
was
to
the
island
that
Peter
now
flew
to
put
his
strange
case
before
old
Solomon
Caw
,
and
he
alighted
on
it
with
relief
,
much
heartened
to
find
himself
at
last
at
home
,
as
the
birds
call
the
island
.
All
of
them
were
asleep
,
including
the
sentinels
,
except
Solomon
,
who
was
wide
awake
on
one
side
,
and
he
listened
quietly
to
Peter
's
adventures
,
and
then
told
him
their
true
meaning
.
'
Look
at
your
nightgown
,
if
you
do
n't
believe
me
,
'
Solomon
said
;
and
with
staring
eyes
Peter
looked
at
his
nightgown
,
and
then
at
the
sleeping
birds
.
Not
one
of
them
wore
anything
.
'
How
many
of
your
toes
are
thumbs
?
'
said
Solomon
a
little
cruelly
,
and
Peter
saw
,
to
his
consternation
,
that
all
his
toes
were
fingers
.
The
shock
was
so
great
that
it
drove
away
his
cold
.
'
Ruffle
your
feathers
,
'
said
that
grim
old
Solomon
,
and
Peter
tried
most
desperately
hard
to
ruffle
his
feathers
,
but
he
had
none
.
Then
he
rose
up
,
quaking
,
and
for
the
first
time
since
he
stood
on
the
window
ledge
,
he
remembered
a
lady
who
had
been
very
fond
of
him
.
'
I
think
I
shall
go
back
to
mother
,
'
he
said
,
timidly
.
'
Good-bye
,
'
replied
Solomon
Caw
with
a
queer
look
.
But
Peter
hesitated
.
'
Why
do
n't
you
go
?
'
the
old
one
asked
politely
.
'
I
suppose
,
'
said
Peter
huskily
,
'
I
suppose
I
can
still
fly
?
'
You
see
he
had
lost
faith
.
