`` I expect she is no more . '' I expect he was right , for fairies do n't live long , but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them . Wendy was pained too to find that the past year was but as yesterday to Peter ; it had seemed such a long year of waiting to her . But he was exactly as fascinating as ever , and they had a lovely spring cleaning in the little house on the tree tops . Next year he did not come for her . She waited in a new frock because the old one simply would not meet ; but he never came . `` Perhaps he is ill , '' Michael said . `` You know he is never ill . '' Michael came close to her and whispered , with a shiver , `` Perhaps there is no such person , Wendy ! '' and then Wendy would have cried if Michael had not been crying . Peter came next spring cleaning ; and the strange thing was that he never knew he had missed a year . That was the last time the girl Wendy ever saw him . For a little longer she tried for his sake not to have growing pains ; and she felt she was untrue to him when she got a prize for general knowledge . But the years came and went without bringing the careless boy ; and when they met again Wendy was a married woman , and Peter was no more to her than a little dust in the box in which she had kept her toys . Wendy was grown up . You need not be sorry for her . She was one of the kind that likes to grow up . In the end she grew up of her own free will a day quicker than other girls . All the boys were grown up and done for by this time ; so it is scarcely worth while saying anything more about them . You may see the twins and Nibs and Curly any day going to an office , each carrying a little bag and an umbrella .
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