Then follow the leader, he cried gaily. Mind you, I am not sure that
we have a drawing-room, but we pretend we have, and it s all the same.
Hoop la!
He went off dancing through the house, and they all cried Hoop la!
and danced after him, searching for the drawing-room; and I forget
whether they found it, but at any rate they found corners, and they all
fitted in.
As for Peter, he saw Wendy once again before he flew away. He did not
exactly come to the window, but he brushed against it in passing so
that she could open it if she liked and call to him. That is what she
did.
Hullo, Wendy, good-bye, he said.
Oh dear, are you going away?
Yes.
You don t feel, Peter, she said falteringly, that you would like to
say anything to my parents about a very sweet subject?
No.
About me, Peter?
No.
Mrs. Darling came to the window, for at present she was keeping a sharp
eye on Wendy. She told Peter that she had adopted all the other boys,
and would like to adopt him also.
Would you send me to school? he inquired craftily.
Yes.
And then to an office?
I suppose so.
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