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Peter rose and bowed to her, and she bowed to him from the bed. Hullo, he said. Hullo, said Jane. My name is Peter Pan, he told her. Yes, I know. I came back for my mother, he explained, to take her to the Neverland. Yes, I know, Jane said, I have been


called Margaret; and every spring cleaning time, except when he forgets, Peter comes for Margaret and takes her to the Neverland, where she tells him stories about himself, to which he listens eagerly. When Margaret grows up she will have a daughter, who is to be Peters mother in turn; and thus it will go on, so long as are gay and innocent and heartless.


know, Wendy admitted rather forlornly; no one knows it so well as I. Good-bye, said Peter to Wendy; and he rose in the air, and the shameless Jane rose with him; it was already her easiest way of moving about. Wendy rushed to the window. No, no, she cried. It is just for spring cleaning time, Jane said, he wants me always to do his spring cleaning. If only I could go with you, Wendy


waiting for you. When Wendy returned diffidently she found Peter sitting on the bed-post crowing gloriously, while Jane in her nighty was flying round the room in solemn ecstasy. She is my mother, Peter explained; and Jane descended and stood by his side, with the look in her face that he liked to see on ladies when they gazed at him. He does so need a mother, Jane said. Yes, I

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