Питер Пэн

It must have been not less than ten o'clock by the crocodile, when he suddenly sat up in his bed, wakened by he knew not what.

"Tootles," she cried, "I appeal to you."
"I am just Tootles," he said, "and nobody minds me. But the first who does not behave to Wendy like an English gentleman I will blood him severely."

"There was once a gentleman--"
"I had rather he had been a lady," Curly said.
"I wish he had been a white rat," said Nibs.

Peter had a sudden idea.
"Perhaps Tink wants to be my mother?"
"You silly ass!" cried Tinker Bell in a passion. She had said it so often that Wendy needed no translation.
"I almost agree with her," Wendy snapped. Fancy Wendy snapping!

"Peter," she asked, trying to speak firmly, "what are your exact feelings to me?"

"Oh dear, oh dear," cried Wendy, "I'm sure I sometimes think that spinsters are to be envied."

Secretly Wendy sympathised with them a little, but she was far too loyal a housewife to listen to any complaints against father.
"Father knows best," she always said, whatever her private opinion must be. Her private opinion was that the redskins should not call her a squaw.

Every boy had adventures to tell; but perhaps the biggest adventure of all was that they were several hours late for bed.

"George," Mrs. Darling entreated him, "not so loud; the servants will hear you." Somehow they had got into the way of calling Liza the servants.

Children have the strangest adventures without being troubled by them. For instance, they may remember to mention, a week after the event happened, that when they were in the wood they had met their dead father and had a game with him

Mrs. Darling first heard of Peter when she was tidying up her children's minds. It is the nightly custom of every good mother after her children are asleep to rummage in their minds and put things straight for next morning, repacking into their proper places the many articles that have wandered during the day.

“I’m youth, I’m joy,” Peter answered at a venture, “I’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg.”

В тот вечер основные силы острова располагались следующим образом.

Потерянные мальчишки разыскивали место, где приземлится Питер, пираты разыскивали мальчишек, краснокожие разыскивали пиратов, дикие звери разыскивали краснокожих, чтобы их съесть. И все они ходили и ходили по кругу, потому что двигались с одинаковой скоростью.

Ах, дети, дети! Так велика их вера в материнскую любовь, что им казалось, что они могут себе позволить побыть бессердечными ещё немножно!

- А где ты живёшь?
- Второй поворот направо, а дальше прямо до самого утра

Что ж, умереть - это ведь тоже большое и интересное приключение.

Она сидела и шила, а мальчики весело играли вокруг. Вглядись пристальнее в их весёлые лица! Запомни получше, как они пляшут возле камина! Таких счастливых вечеров в подземном доме было немало, но этот вечер последний.

Два-три пирата стояли, облокотясь о поручни, наслаждаясь гнилыми испарениями ночи.