Пітер Пен і Венді
When Wendy Grew Up
’Itisjustforspring-cleaningtime,’Janesaid;’hewantsmealwaystodohisspringcleaning.’
’IfonlyIcouldgowithyou,’Wendysighed.
’Youseeyoucan’tfly,’saidJane.
OfcourseintheendWendyletthemflyawaytogether.Ourlastglimpseofhershowsheratthewindow,watchingthemrecedingintotheskyuntiltheywereassmallasstars.
AsyoulookatWendyyoumayseeherhairbecomingwhite,andherfigurelittleagain,forallthishappenedlongago.Janeisnowacommongrown-up,withadaughtercalledMargaret;andeveryspring-cleaningtime,exceptwhenheforgets,PetercomesforMargaretandtakeshertotheNeverland,whereshetellshimstoriesabouthimself,towhichhelistenseagerly.WhenMargaretgrowsupshewillhaveadaughter,whoistobePeter’smotherinturn;andthusitwillgoon,solongaschildrenaregayandinnocentandheartless.
