April 17, 2025 • 16 mins
Peter Pan returns to steal Wendy and her brothers away to a magical land. Together they encounter Tinker Bell, Captain Hook, and countless fantastical challenges in this beloved fantasy classic.
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According by Patrick Saville, chapter eleven, Wendy's Story. Listen, then,
(00:07):
said Wendy, settling down to her story, with Michael at
her feet and seven boys in the bed, There was
once a gentleman. I had rather he had been a lady, curly, said,
I wish she had been a white rat, said NIBBs. Quiet.
Their mother admonished them footnote, admonished, cautioned, and footnote there
(00:33):
was a lady also, And oh, mummy, cried the first twin.
You mean that there is a lady also, don't you?
She isn't dead, is she? Oh? No, I am awfully
glad she isn't dead, said Toodles. Are you glad? John, Well,
of course I am. Are you glad? Nibs rather, are
(00:56):
you glad? Twins? We are glad? Oh dear, sighed Wendy.
Little less noise there, Peter called out, determined that she
should have fair play, however beastly a story it might be.
In his opinion. The gentleman's name, Wendy continued, was mister Darling,
(01:16):
and her name was missus Darling. I knew them, John said,
to annoy the others. I think I knew them, said
Michael rather doubtfully they were married, you know, explained Wendy.
And what do you think they had white rats? Cried NIBBs. Inspired. No,
(01:39):
it's awfully puzzling, said Toodles, who knew the story by heart.
Quiet Tootles, they had three descendants. What is descendants? Well,
you are one twin. Did you hear that? John, I
am a descendant. Descendants are only children, said John. Oh dear,
(02:00):
oh dear, sighed Wendy. Now, these three children had a
faithful nurse called Nana, but mister Darling was angry with
her and chained her up in the yard. So all
the children flew away. It's an awfully good story, said NIBBs.
They flew away. Wendy continued to the neverland where the
(02:22):
lost children are. I just thought they did, Cuy broke
in excitedly. I don't know how it is, but I
just thought they did. Oh, Wendy, cried Tootles. Was one
of the lost children, called Tootles, Yes, he was. I
am in the story. Hurrah, I am in the story. NIBBs. Hush, now,
(02:46):
I want you to consider the feelings of the unhappy
parents with all their children flown away. Ah, they all moaned,
though they were not really considering the feelings of the
unhappy parents. One jot, think of the empty beds. It's
awfully sad, the first winn said, cheerfully. I don't see
(03:09):
how it can have a happy ending, said the second twin.
Do you, Nibs, I'm frightfully anxious if you knew how
great is a mother's love, Wendy told them triumphantly, you
would have no fear. She had now come to the
part that Peter hated. I do like a mother's love,
(03:30):
said Toodles, hitting Nibs with a pillow. Do you like
a mother's love, Nibs, I do, just said NIBBs, hitting back.
You see, Wendy said complacently. Our heroine knew that the
mother would always leave the window open for her children
to fly back by. So they stayed away for years
(03:51):
and had a lovely time. Did they ever go back?
Let us now, said Wendy, bracing herself up for her
finest effort. Take a peep into the future, And they
all gave themselves the twist that makes peeps into their
future easier. Years have rolled by, And who is this
(04:12):
elegant lady of uncertain age alighting at London station. Oh, Wendy,
who is she cried Nibs, every bit as excited as
if he didn't know. Can it be yes? No, it
is the fair Wendy. Oh, and who are the two
noble portly figures accompanying her, now grown to man's estate?
(04:36):
Can they be done? In Michael? They are? Oh see,
dear brothers, says Wendy, pointing upwards. There is the window
still standing open. Ah, Now we are rewarded for our
sublime faith in a mother's love. So up they flew
to the mummy and Daddy and pen cannot describe the
(04:57):
happy scene over which we draw avail. That was the story,
and they were as pleased with it as the fair
narrator herself. Everything just as it should be. You see.
Off we skip like the most heartless things in the world,
which is what children are, but so attractive, and we
have an entirely selfish time. And then when we have
(05:20):
need of special attention, we nobly return for it, confident
that we shall be rewarded instead of smacked. So great
indeed was their faith in a mother's love that they
felt they could afford to be callous for a bit longer.
But there was one there who knew better, And when
Wendy finished, he uttered a hollow groan. What is it, Peter,
(05:43):
she cried, running to him, thinking he was ill, She
felt him solicitously lowered down than his chest. Where is it, Peter?
It isn't that kind of pain, Peter replied darkly. Then
what kind is it, Wendy? You are wrong about mothers?
(06:04):
They all gathered round him in affright. So alarming was
his agitation, and with a fine candor, he told them
what he had hitherto concealed long ago. He said, I thought,
like you that my mother would always keep the window
open for me. So I stayed away for moons and
moons and moons, and then flew back. But the window
(06:26):
was barred, for mother had forgotten all about me, and
there was another little boy sleeping in my bed. I
am not sure that this was true, but Peter thought
it was true, and it scared them. Are you sure
mothers are like that? Yes? So this was the truth
(06:47):
about mothers the toads. Still, it is best to be careful,
and no one knows so quickly as a child when
he should give in. Wendy, Let's go home, cried John
and Michael together. Yes, she said, clutching them not to night,
(07:07):
asked the lost boys, bewildered, they knew in what they
called their hearts that one can get on quite well
without a mother, and that it is only the mothers
who think you can't. At once, Wendy replied resolutely, for
the horrible thought had come to her. Perhaps mother is
in half mourning by this time. This dread made her
(07:30):
forgetful of what must be Peter's feelings, and she said
to him rather sharply, Peter, will you make the necessary
arrangements if you wish it? He replied, as coolly as
if she had asked him to pass the nuts, not
so much as is sorry to lose you between them.
(07:51):
If she did not mind the parting he was going
to show her. Was Peter that neither did he, But
of course he cared very much, and he was so
full of wrath against grown ups, who, as usual were
spoiling everything, that as soon as he got inside his
tree he breathed intentionally, quick, short breaths at the rate
(08:12):
of about five to a second. He did this because
there is a saying in the Neverland that every time
you breathe, a grown up dies. And Peter was killing
them off vindictively as fast as possible. Then, having given
the necessary instructions to the Redskins, he returned to the home,
(08:32):
where an unworthy scene had been enacted in his absence.
Pinnic stricken at the thought of losing Wendy, the Lost
boys had advanced upon her, threateningly, it will be worse
than before she came, they cried, We sha'n't let her go.
Let's keep her prisoner, Aye chain her up. In her extremity,
(08:56):
an instinct told her to which of them to turn. Tootles,
she cried, I appeal to you. Was it not strange?
She appealed to Tootles, quite the silliest one grandly. However,
did Tootles respond. For that one moment he dropped his
silliness and spoke with dignity. I am just Tootles, said he,
(09:20):
And nobody minds me. But the first who does not
behave to Wendy like an English gentleman. I will blood
him severely. He drew back his hanger, and for that
instant his sun was at noon. The others held back uneasily.
Then Peter returned, and they saw at once that they
would get no support from him. He would keep no
(09:43):
girl in the Neverland against her will. Wendy, he said,
striding up and down. I have asked the Redskins to
guide you through the wood as flying tires. You so,
thank you, Peter. Then he continued, a short, sharp voice
of one accustomed to be obeyed, tinker Bell will take
(10:05):
you across the sea. Wake her, Nibs. NIBBs had to
knock twice before he got an answer, though Tink had
really been sitting up in bed listening for some time.
Who are you? How dare you go away? She cried?
You are to get up, Tink, NIBBs called, and take
Wendy on a journey. Of course, Tink had been delighted
(10:29):
to hear that Wendy was going, But she was jolly
well determined not to be her courier, and she said
so in a still more offensive language. Then she pretended
to be asleep again. She says she won't, NIBBs exclaimed,
aghast at such insubordination, whereupon Peter went sternly toward the
(10:49):
young lady's chamber. Tink, he rapped out, if you don't
get up and dress at once, I will open the curtains,
and then we shall all see you in your negligee
footnote nig leggie night gown and footnote. This made her
leap to the floor. What who said? I wasn't getting up,
(11:10):
she cried. In the meantime, the boys were gazing very
forlornly at Wendy, now equipped with John and Michael for
the journey. By this time, they were dejected, not merely
because they were about to lose her, but also because
they felt that she was going off to something nice
to which they had not been invited. Novelty was beckoning
(11:33):
to them, as usual, crediting them with a nobler feeling.
Wendy melted. Dear ones, She said, if you will all
come with me, I feel almost sure that I can
get my father and mother to adopt you. The invitation
was meant specially for Peter, but each of the boys
was thinking exclusively of himself, and at once they jumped
(11:56):
with joy. But won't they think us rather a handful
NIBBs asked in the middle of his jump. Oh no,
said Wendy, rapidly thinking it out. It will only mean
having a few beds in the drawing room. They can
be hidden behind the screens on first Thursdays Peter, can
(12:17):
we go? They all cried, imploringly. They took it for
granted that if they went, he would go also, but
really they scarcely cared. Thus children are ever ready when
novelty knocks, to desert their dearest ones. All right, Peter
replied with a bitter smile, And immediately they rushed to
(12:40):
get their things. And now, Peter, Wendy said, thinking she
had put everything right, I am going to give you your
medicine before you go. She loved to give them medicine,
and undoubtedly gave them too much. Of course, it was
only water, but it was out of a bottle, and
she always shook the bottle and counted the drops, which
(13:02):
gave it a certain medicinal quality. On this occasion, however,
she did not give Peter his draft, for just as
she had prepared it, she saw a look on his
face that made her heart sink. Footnote draft portion and footnote,
Get your things, Peter, she cried, shaking no, he answered,
(13:26):
pretending indifference, I am not going with you, Wendy, Yes, Peter. No.
To show that her departure would leave him unmoved, she
skipped up and down the room, playing gaily on his
heartless pipes. She had to run about after him. Though
it was rather undignified to find your mother, she coaxed. Now,
(13:51):
if Peter had ever quite had a mother, he no
longer missed her. He could do very well without one.
He had thought them out and remembered only their bad points. No, no,
he told Wendy decisively. Perhaps she would say I was
old and I just want always to be a little
boy and to have fun. But Peter, no, And so
(14:15):
the others had to be told, Peter isn't coming, Peter
not coming. They gazed blankly at him, their sticks over
their backs, and on each stick a bundle. Their first
thought was that if Peter was not going, he had
probably changed his mind about letting them go, but he
(14:37):
was far too proud for that. If you find your mother's,
he said darkly, I hope you will like them. The
awful cynicism of this made an uncomfortable impression, and most
of them began to look rather doubtful. After all, their
faces said, were they not noodles to want to go? Now?
(14:58):
Then cried Peter, no fuss, no blubbering, good bye, Wendy,
and he held out his hand cheerily, quite as if
they must really go now, for he had something important
to do. She had to take his hand, and there
was no indication that he would prefer a thimble. You
(15:19):
will remember about changing your flannels, Peter, she said, lingering
over him. She was always so particular about their flannels. Yes,
and you will take your medicine. Yes. That seemed to
be everything, and an awkward pause followed. Peter, however, was
(15:39):
not the kind that breaks down before other people. Are
you ready, tinker Bell, he called out, I ay, then
lead the way. Tink darted up the nearest tree, but
no one followed her, for it was at this moment
that the pirates made their dreadful attack upon the Redskins. Above,
(16:02):
where all had been so still. The air was rent
with shrieks and the clash of steel be though there
was dead silence. Mouths opened and remained open. Wendy fell
on her knees, but her arms were extended towards Peter.
All arms were extended to him, as if suddenly blown
(16:23):
in his direction. They were beseeching him mutely not to
desert them. As for Peter, he seized his sword the
same he thought he had slain barbecue with and the
lust of battle was in his eye. End of Chapter eleven,
According by Patrick Saville, chapter eleven, Wendy's Story. Listen, then,
(00:07):
said Wendy, settling down to her story, with Michael at
her feet and seven boys in the bed, There was
once a gentleman. I had rather he had been a lady, curly, said,
I wish she had been a white rat, said NIBBs. Quiet.
Their mother admonished them footnote, admonished, cautioned, and footnote there
(00:33):
was a lady also, And oh, mummy, cried the first twin.
You mean that there is a lady also, don't you?
She isn't dead, is she? Oh? No, I am awfully
glad she isn't dead, said Toodles. Are you glad? John, Well,
of course I am. Are you glad? Nibs rather, are
(00:56):
you glad? Twins? We are glad? Oh dear, sighed Wendy.
Little less noise there, Peter called out, determined that she
should have fair play, however beastly a story it might be.
In his opinion. The gentleman's name, Wendy continued, was mister Darling,
(01:16):
and her name was missus Darling. I knew them, John said,
to annoy the others. I think I knew them, said
Michael rather doubtfully they were married, you know, explained Wendy.
And what do you think they had white rats? Cried NIBBs. Inspired. No,
(01:39):
it's awfully puzzling, said Toodles, who knew the story by heart.
Quiet Tootles, they had three descendants. What is descendants? Well,
you are one twin. Did you hear that? John, I
am a descendant. Descendants are only children, said John. Oh dear,
(02:00):
oh dear, sighed Wendy. Now, these three children had a
faithful nurse called Nana, but mister Darling was angry with
her and chained her up in the yard. So all
the children flew away. It's an awfully good story, said NIBBs.
They flew away. Wendy continued to the neverland where the
(02:22):
lost children are. I just thought they did, Cuy broke
in excitedly. I don't know how it is, but I
just thought they did. Oh, Wendy, cried Tootles. Was one
of the lost children, called Tootles, Yes, he was. I
am in the story. Hurrah, I am in the story. NIBBs. Hush, now,
(02:46):
I want you to consider the feelings of the unhappy
parents with all their children flown away. Ah, they all moaned,
though they were not really considering the feelings of the
unhappy parents. One jot, think of the empty beds. It's
awfully sad, the first winn said, cheerfully. I don't see
(03:09):
how it can have a happy ending, said the second twin.
Do you, Nibs, I'm frightfully anxious if you knew how
great is a mother's love, Wendy told them triumphantly, you
would have no fear. She had now come to the
part that Peter hated. I do like a mother's love,
(03:30):
said Toodles, hitting Nibs with a pillow. Do you like
a mother's love, Nibs, I do, just said NIBBs, hitting back.
You see, Wendy said complacently. Our heroine knew that the
mother would always leave the window open for her children
to fly back by. So they stayed away for years
(03:51):
and had a lovely time. Did they ever go back?
Let us now, said Wendy, bracing herself up for her
finest effort. Take a peep into the future, And they
all gave themselves the twist that makes peeps into their
future easier. Years have rolled by, And who is this
(04:12):
elegant lady of uncertain age alighting at London station. Oh, Wendy,
who is she cried Nibs, every bit as excited as
if he didn't know. Can it be yes? No, it
is the fair Wendy. Oh, and who are the two
noble portly figures accompanying her, now grown to man's estate?
(04:36):
Can they be done? In Michael? They are? Oh see,
dear brothers, says Wendy, pointing upwards. There is the window
still standing open. Ah, Now we are rewarded for our
sublime faith in a mother's love. So up they flew
to the mummy and Daddy and pen cannot describe the
(04:57):
happy scene over which we draw avail. That was the story,
and they were as pleased with it as the fair
narrator herself. Everything just as it should be. You see.
Off we skip like the most heartless things in the world,
which is what children are, but so attractive, and we
have an entirely selfish time. And then when we have
(05:20):
need of special attention, we nobly return for it, confident
that we shall be rewarded instead of smacked. So great
indeed was their faith in a mother's love that they
felt they could afford to be callous for a bit longer.
But there was one there who knew better, And when
Wendy finished, he uttered a hollow groan. What is it, Peter,
(05:43):
she cried, running to him, thinking he was ill, She
felt him solicitously lowered down than his chest. Where is it, Peter?
It isn't that kind of pain, Peter replied darkly. Then
what kind is it, Wendy? You are wrong about mothers?
(06:04):
They all gathered round him in affright. So alarming was
his agitation, and with a fine candor, he told them
what he had hitherto concealed long ago. He said, I thought,
like you that my mother would always keep the window
open for me. So I stayed away for moons and
moons and moons, and then flew back. But the window
(06:26):
was barred, for mother had forgotten all about me, and
there was another little boy sleeping in my bed. I
am not sure that this was true, but Peter thought
it was true, and it scared them. Are you sure
mothers are like that? Yes? So this was the truth
(06:47):
about mothers the toads. Still, it is best to be careful,
and no one knows so quickly as a child when
he should give in. Wendy, Let's go home, cried John
and Michael together. Yes, she said, clutching them not to night,
(07:07):
asked the lost boys, bewildered, they knew in what they
called their hearts that one can get on quite well
without a mother, and that it is only the mothers
who think you can't. At once, Wendy replied resolutely, for
the horrible thought had come to her. Perhaps mother is
in half mourning by this time. This dread made her
(07:30):
forgetful of what must be Peter's feelings, and she said
to him rather sharply, Peter, will you make the necessary
arrangements if you wish it? He replied, as coolly as
if she had asked him to pass the nuts, not
so much as is sorry to lose you between them.
(07:51):
If she did not mind the parting he was going
to show her. Was Peter that neither did he, But
of course he cared very much, and he was so
full of wrath against grown ups, who, as usual were
spoiling everything, that as soon as he got inside his
tree he breathed intentionally, quick, short breaths at the rate
(08:12):
of about five to a second. He did this because
there is a saying in the Neverland that every time
you breathe, a grown up dies. And Peter was killing
them off vindictively as fast as possible. Then, having given
the necessary instructions to the Redskins, he returned to the home,
(08:32):
where an unworthy scene had been enacted in his absence.
Pinnic stricken at the thought of losing Wendy, the Lost
boys had advanced upon her, threateningly, it will be worse
than before she came, they cried, We sha'n't let her go.
Let's keep her prisoner, Aye chain her up. In her extremity,
(08:56):
an instinct told her to which of them to turn. Tootles,
she cried, I appeal to you. Was it not strange?
She appealed to Tootles, quite the silliest one grandly. However,
did Tootles respond. For that one moment he dropped his
silliness and spoke with dignity. I am just Tootles, said he,
(09:20):
And nobody minds me. But the first who does not
behave to Wendy like an English gentleman. I will blood
him severely. He drew back his hanger, and for that
instant his sun was at noon. The others held back uneasily.
Then Peter returned, and they saw at once that they
would get no support from him. He would keep no
(09:43):
girl in the Neverland against her will. Wendy, he said,
striding up and down. I have asked the Redskins to
guide you through the wood as flying tires. You so,
thank you, Peter. Then he continued, a short, sharp voice
of one accustomed to be obeyed, tinker Bell will take
(10:05):
you across the sea. Wake her, Nibs. NIBBs had to
knock twice before he got an answer, though Tink had
really been sitting up in bed listening for some time.
Who are you? How dare you go away? She cried?
You are to get up, Tink, NIBBs called, and take
Wendy on a journey. Of course, Tink had been delighted
(10:29):
to hear that Wendy was going, But she was jolly
well determined not to be her courier, and she said
so in a still more offensive language. Then she pretended
to be asleep again. She says she won't, NIBBs exclaimed,
aghast at such insubordination, whereupon Peter went sternly toward the
(10:49):
young lady's chamber. Tink, he rapped out, if you don't
get up and dress at once, I will open the curtains,
and then we shall all see you in your negligee
footnote nig leggie night gown and footnote. This made her
leap to the floor. What who said? I wasn't getting up,
(11:10):
she cried. In the meantime, the boys were gazing very
forlornly at Wendy, now equipped with John and Michael for
the journey. By this time, they were dejected, not merely
because they were about to lose her, but also because
they felt that she was going off to something nice
to which they had not been invited. Novelty was beckoning
(11:33):
to them, as usual, crediting them with a nobler feeling.
Wendy melted. Dear ones, She said, if you will all
come with me, I feel almost sure that I can
get my father and mother to adopt you. The invitation
was meant specially for Peter, but each of the boys
was thinking exclusively of himself, and at once they jumped
(11:56):
with joy. But won't they think us rather a handful
NIBBs asked in the middle of his jump. Oh no,
said Wendy, rapidly thinking it out. It will only mean
having a few beds in the drawing room. They can
be hidden behind the screens on first Thursdays Peter, can
(12:17):
we go? They all cried, imploringly. They took it for
granted that if they went, he would go also, but
really they scarcely cared. Thus children are ever ready when
novelty knocks, to desert their dearest ones. All right, Peter
replied with a bitter smile, And immediately they rushed to
(12:40):
get their things. And now, Peter, Wendy said, thinking she
had put everything right, I am going to give you your
medicine before you go. She loved to give them medicine,
and undoubtedly gave them too much. Of course, it was
only water, but it was out of a bottle, and
she always shook the bottle and counted the drops, which
(13:02):
gave it a certain medicinal quality. On this occasion, however,
she did not give Peter his draft, for just as
she had prepared it, she saw a look on his
face that made her heart sink. Footnote draft portion and footnote,
Get your things, Peter, she cried, shaking no, he answered,
(13:26):
pretending indifference, I am not going with you, Wendy, Yes, Peter. No.
To show that her departure would leave him unmoved, she
skipped up and down the room, playing gaily on his
heartless pipes. She had to run about after him. Though
it was rather undignified to find your mother, she coaxed. Now,
(13:51):
if Peter had ever quite had a mother, he no
longer missed her. He could do very well without one.
He had thought them out and remembered only their bad points. No, no,
he told Wendy decisively. Perhaps she would say I was
old and I just want always to be a little
boy and to have fun. But Peter, no, And so
(14:15):
the others had to be told, Peter isn't coming, Peter
not coming. They gazed blankly at him, their sticks over
their backs, and on each stick a bundle. Their first
thought was that if Peter was not going, he had
probably changed his mind about letting them go, but he
(14:37):
was far too proud for that. If you find your mother's,
he said darkly, I hope you will like them. The
awful cynicism of this made an uncomfortable impression, and most
of them began to look rather doubtful. After all, their
faces said, were they not noodles to want to go? Now?
(14:58):
Then cried Peter, no fuss, no blubbering, good bye, Wendy,
and he held out his hand cheerily, quite as if
they must really go now, for he had something important
to do. She had to take his hand, and there
was no indication that he would prefer a thimble. You
(15:19):
will remember about changing your flannels, Peter, she said, lingering
over him. She was always so particular about their flannels. Yes,
and you will take your medicine. Yes. That seemed to
be everything, and an awkward pause followed. Peter, however, was
(15:39):
not the kind that breaks down before other people. Are
you ready, tinker Bell, he called out, I ay, then
lead the way. Tink darted up the nearest tree, but
no one followed her, for it was at this moment
that the pirates made their dreadful attack upon the Redskins. Above,
(16:02):
where all had been so still. The air was rent
with shrieks and the clash of steel be though there
was dead silence. Mouths opened and remained open. Wendy fell
on her knees, but her arms were extended towards Peter.
All arms were extended to him, as if suddenly blown
(16:23):
in his direction. They were beseeching him mutely not to
desert them. As for Peter, he seized his sword the
same he thought he had slain barbecue with and the
lust of battle was in his eye. End of Chapter eleven,
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