Why can t you fly now, mother?
Because I am grown up, dearest. When people grow up they forget the
way.
Why do they forget the way?
Because they are no longer gay and innocent and heartless. It is only
the gay and innocent and heartless who can fly.
What is gay and innocent and heartless? I do wish I were gay and
innocent and heartless.
Or perhaps Wendy admits she does see something.
I do believe, she says, that it is this nursery.
I do believe it is, says Jane. Go on.
They are now embarked on the great adventure of the night when Peter
flew in looking for his shadow.
The foolish fellow, says Wendy, tried to stick it on with soap, and
when he could not he cried, and that woke me, and I sewed it on for
him.
You have missed a bit, interrupts Jane, who now knows the story
better than her mother. When you saw him sitting on the floor crying,
what did you say?
I sat up in bed and I said, Boy, why are you crying?
Yes, that was it, says Jane, with a big breath.
And then he flew us all away to the Neverland and the fairies and the
pirates and the redskins and the mermaids lagoon, and the home under
the ground, and the little house.
Yes! which did you like best of all?
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