Пітер Пен і Венді
The Flight
’Andifheforgetsthem,soquickly,’Wendyargued,’howcanweexpectthathewillgoonrememberingus?’
Indeed,sometimeswhenhereturnedhedidnotrememberthem,atleastnotwell.Wendywassureofit.Shesawrecognitioncomeintohiseyesashewasabouttopassthemthetimeofdayandgoon;onceevenshehadtotellhimhername.
’I’mWendy,’shesaidagitatedly.
Hewasverysorry.’Isay,Wendy,’hewhisperedtoher,’alwaysifyouseemeforgettingyou,justkeeponsaying"I’mWendy,"andthenI’llremember.’
Ofcoursethiswasratherunsatisfactory.However,tomakeamendsheshowedthemhowtolieoutflatonastrongwindthatwasgoingtheirway,andthiswassuchapleasantchangethattheytrieditseveraltimesandfoundtheycouldsleepthuswithsecurity.Indeedtheywouldhavesleptlonger,butPetertiredquicklyofsleeping,andsoonhewouldcryinhiscaptainvoice,’Wegetoffhere.’Sowithoccasionaltiffs,butonthewholerollicking,theydrewneartheNeverland;foraftermanymoonstheydidreachit,and,whatismore,theyhadbeengoingprettystraightallthetime,notperhapssomuchowingtotheguidanceofPeterorTinkasbecausetheislandwasoutlookingforthem.Itisonlythusthatanyonemaysightthosemagicshores.
’Thereitis,’saidPetercalmly.
’Where,where?’
’Whereallthearrowsarepointing.’
Indeedamilliongoldenarrowswerepointingouttheislandtothechildren,alldirectedbytheirfriendthesun,whowantedthemtobesureoftheirwaybeforeleavingthemforthenight.
