Пітер Пен і Венді
The Flight
’Ifonlyoneofushadapocket,’Petersaid,’wecouldcarryherinit.’However,theyhadsetoffinsuchahurrythattherewasnotapocketbetweenthefourofthem.
Hehadahappyidea.John’shat!
Tinkagreedtotravelbyhatifitwascarriedinthehand.Johncarriedit,thoughshehadhopedtobecarriedbyPeter.PresentlyWendytookthehat,becauseJohnsaiditstruckagainsthiskneeasheflew;andthis,asweshallsee,ledtomischief,forTinkerBellhatedtobeunderanobligationtoWendy.
Intheblacktopperthelightwascompletelyhidden,andtheyflewoninsilence.Itwasthestillestsilencetheyhadeverknown,brokenoncebyadistantlapping,whichPeterexplainedwasthewildbeastsdrinkingattheford,andagainbyaraspingsoundthatmighthavebeenthebranchesoftreesrubbingtogether,buthesaiditwastheredskinssharpeningtheirknives.
Eventhesenoisesceased.ToMichaelthelonelinesswasdreadful.’Ifonlysomethingwouldmakeasound!’hecried.
Asifinanswertohisrequest,theairwasrentbythemosttremendouscrashhehadeverheard.ThepirateshadfiredLongTomatthem.
Theroarofitechoedthroughthemountains,andtheechoesseemedtocrysavagely,’Wherearethey,wherearethey,wherearethey?’
Thussharplydidtheterrifiedthreelearnthedifferencebetweenanislandofmake-believeandthesameislandcometrue.
Whenatlasttheheavensweresteadyagain,JohnandMichaelfoundthemselvesaloneinthedarkness.Johnwastreadingtheairmechanically,andMichaelwithoutknowinghowtofloatwasfloating
