`` Peter , what is it ? '' `` I was just thinking , '' he said , a little scared . `` It is only make-believe , is n't it , that I am their father ? '' `` Oh yes , '' Wendy said primly -LSB- formally and properly -RSB- . `` You see , '' he continued apologetically , `` it would make me seem so old to be their real father . '' `` But they are ours , Peter , yours and mine . '' `` But not really , Wendy ? '' he asked anxiously . `` Not if you do n't wish it , '' she replied ; and she distinctly heard his sigh of relief . `` Peter , '' she asked , trying to speak firmly , `` what are your exact feelings to -LSB- about -RSB- me ? '' `` Those of a devoted son , Wendy . '' `` I thought so , '' she said , and went and sat by herself at the extreme end of the room . `` You are so queer , '' he said , frankly puzzled , `` and Tiger Lily is just the same . There is something she wants to be to me , but she says it is not my mother . '' `` No , indeed , it is not , '' Wendy replied with frightful emphasis . Now we know why she was prejudiced against the redskins . `` Then what is it ? '' `` It is n't for a lady to tell . '' `` Oh , very well , '' Peter said , a little nettled . `` Perhaps Tinker Bell will tell me . ''
`` Oh yes , XXXXX Bell will tell you , '' Wendy retorted scornfully .
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