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But
still
,
to
Peter
's
agony
,
the
thrushes
were
sulky
.
"
We
are
very
busy
people
,
"
they
grumbled
,
"
and
this
would
be
a
big
job
.
"
"
Quite
so
,
"
said
Solomon
,
"
and
,
of
course
,
Peter
would
not
allow
you
to
work
for
nothing
.
You
must
remember
that
he
is
now
in
comfortable
circumstances
,
and
he
will
pay
you
such
wages
as
you
have
never
been
paid
before
.
Peter
Pan
authorises
me
to
say
that
you
shall
all
be
paid
sixpence
a
day
.
"
Then
all
the
thrushes
hopped
for
joy
,
and
that
very
day
was
begun
the
celebrated
Building
of
the
Boat
.
All
their
ordinary
business
fell
into
arrears
.
It
was
the
time
of
year
when
they
should
have
been
pairing
,
but
not
a
thrush
's
nest
was
built
except
this
big
one
,
and
so
Solomon
soon
ran
short
of
thrushes
with
which
to
supply
the
demand
from
the
mainland
.
The
stout
,
rather
greedy
children
,
who
look
so
well
in
perambulators
but
get
puffed
easily
when
they
walk
,
were
all
young
thrushes
once
,
and
ladies
often
ask
specially
for
them
.
What
do
you
think
Solomon
did
?
He
sent
over
to
the
house-tops
for
a
lot
of
sparrows
and
ordered
them
to
lay
their
eggs
in
old
thrushes
'
nests
and
sent
their
young
to
the
ladies
and
swore
they
were
all
thrushes
!
It
was
known
afterward
on
the
island
as
the
Sparrows
'
Year
,
and
so
,
when
you
meet
,
as
you
doubtless
sometimes
do
,
grown-up
people
who
puff
and
blow
as
if
they
thought
themselves
bigger
than
they
are
,
very
likely
they
belong
to
that
year
.
You
ask
them
.
Peter
was
a
just
master
,
and
paid
his
workpeople
every
evening
.
They
stood
in
rows
on
the
branches
,
waiting
politely
while
he
cut
the
paper
sixpences
out
of
his
bank-note
,
and
presently
he
called
the
roll
,
and
then
each
bird
,
as
the
names
were
mentioned
,
flew
down
and
got
sixpence
.
It
must
have
been
a
fine
sight
.
And
at
last
,
after
months
of
labor
,
the
boat
was
finished
.
Oh
,
the
deportment
of
Peter
as
he
saw
it
growing
more
and
more
like
a
great
thrush
's
nest
!
From
the
very
beginning
of
the
building
of
it
he
slept
by
its
side
,
and
often
woke
up
to
say
sweet
things
to
it
,
and
after
it
was
lined
with
mud
and
the
mud
had
dried
he
always
slept
in
it
.
He
sleeps
in
his
nest
still
,
and
has
a
fascinating
way
of
curling
round
in
it
,
for
it
is
just
large
enough
to
hold
him
comfortably
when
he
curls
round
like
a
kitten
.
It
is
brown
inside
,
of
course
,
but
outside
it
is
mostly
green
,
being
woven
of
grass
and
twigs
,
and
when
these
wither
or
snap
the
walls
are
thatched
afresh
.
There
are
also
a
few
feathers
here
and
there
,
which
came
off
the
thrushes
while
they
were
building
.
The
other
birds
were
extremely
jealous
and
said
that
the
boat
would
not
balance
on
the
water
,
but
it
lay
most
beautifully
steady
;
they
said
the
water
would
come
into
it
,
but
no
water
came
into
it
.
Next
they
said
that
Peter
had
no
oars
,
and
this
caused
the
thrushes
to
look
at
each
other
in
dismay
,
but
Peter
replied
that
he
had
no
need
of
oars
,
for
he
had
a
sail
,
and
with
such
a
proud
,
happy
face
he
produced
a
sail
which
he
had
fashioned
out
of
his
night-gown
,
and
though
it
was
still
rather
like
a
night-gown
it
made
a
lovely
sail
.
And
that
night
,
the
moon
being
full
,
and
all
the
birds
asleep
,
he
did
enter
his
coracle
(
as
Master
Francis
Pretty
would
have
said
)
and
depart
out
of
the
island
.
And
first
,
he
knew
not
why
,
he
looked
upward
,
with
his
hands
clasped
,
and
from
that
moment
his
eyes
were
pinned
to
the
west
.
He
had
promised
the
thrushes
to
begin
by
making
short
voyages
,
with
them
to
his
guides
,
but
far
away
he
saw
the
Kensington
Gardens
beckoning
to
him
beneath
the
bridge
,
and
he
could
not
wait
.
His
face
was
flushed
,
but
he
never
looked
back
;
there
was
an
exultation
in
his
little
breast
that
drove
out
fear
.
Was
Peter
the
least
gallant
of
the
English
mariners
who
have
sailed
westward
to
meet
the
Unknown
?
