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"
Squeeze
closer
,
"
Maimie
said
.
"
What
is
that
?
"
he
asked
,
and
she
showed
him
,
and
then
he
did
it
.
They
talked
together
and
he
found
that
people
knew
a
great
deal
about
him
,
but
not
everything
,
not
that
he
had
gone
back
to
his
mother
and
been
barred
out
,
for
instance
,
and
he
said
nothing
of
this
to
Maimie
,
for
it
still
humiliated
him
.
"
Do
they
know
that
I
play
games
exactly
like
real
boys
?
"
he
asked
very
proudly
.
"
Oh
,
Maimie
,
please
tell
them
!
"
But
when
he
revealed
how
he
played
,
by
sailing
his
hoop
on
the
Round
Pond
,
and
so
on
,
she
was
simply
horrified
.
"
All
your
ways
of
playing
,
"
she
said
with
her
big
eyes
on
him
,
"
are
quite
,
quite
wrong
,
and
not
in
the
least
like
how
boys
play
!
"
Poor
Peter
uttered
a
little
moan
at
this
,
and
he
cried
for
the
first
time
for
I
know
not
how
long
.
Maimie
was
extremely
sorry
for
him
,
and
lent
him
her
handkerchief
,
but
he
did
n't
know
in
the
least
what
to
do
with
it
,
so
she
showed
him
,
that
is
to
say
,
she
wiped
her
eyes
,
and
then
gave
it
back
to
him
,
saying
"
Now
you
do
it
,
"
but
instead
of
wiping
his
own
eyes
he
wiped
hers
,
and
she
thought
it
best
to
pretend
that
this
was
what
she
had
meant
.
She
said
,
out
of
pity
for
him
,
"
I
shall
give
you
a
kiss
if
you
like
,
"
but
though
he
once
knew
he
had
long
forgotten
what
kisses
are
,
and
he
replied
,
"
Thank
you
,
"
and
held
out
his
hand
,
thinking
she
had
offered
to
put
something
into
it
.
This
was
a
great
shock
to
her
,
but
she
felt
she
could
not
explain
without
shaming
him
,
so
with
charming
delicacy
she
gave
Peter
a
thimble
which
happened
to
be
in
her
pocket
,
and
pretended
that
it
was
a
kiss
.
Poor
little
boy
!
he
quite
believed
her
,
and
to
this
day
he
wears
it
on
his
finger
,
though
there
can
be
scarcely
anyone
who
needs
a
thimble
so
little
.
You
see
,
though
still
a
tiny
child
,
it
was
really
years
and
years
since
he
had
seen
his
mother
,
and
I
daresay
the
baby
who
had
supplanted
him
was
now
a
man
with
whiskers
.
But
you
must
not
think
that
Peter
Pan
was
a
boy
to
pity
rather
than
to
admire
;
if
Maimie
began
by
thinking
this
,
she
soon
found
she
was
very
much
mistaken
.
Her
eyes
glistened
with
admiration
when
he
told
her
of
his
adventures
,
especially
of
how
he
went
to
and
fro
between
the
island
and
the
Gardens
in
the
Thrush
's
Nest
.
"
How
romantic
,
"
Maimie
exclaimed
,
but
it
was
another
unknown
word
,
and
he
hung
his
head
thinking
she
was
despising
him
.
"
I
suppose
Tony
would
not
have
done
that
?
"
he
said
very
humbly
.
