He was very sorry . `` I say , Wendy , '' he whispered to her , `` always if you see me forgetting you , just keep on saying ` I 'm Wendy , ' and then I 'll remember . '' Of course this was rather unsatisfactory . However , to make amends he showed them how to lie out flat on a strong wind that was going their way , and this was such a pleasant change that they tried it several times and found that they could sleep thus with security . Indeed they would have slept longer , but Peter tired quickly of sleeping , and soon he would cry in his captain voice , `` We get off here . '' So with occasional tiffs , but on the whole rollicking , they drew near the Neverland ; for after many moons they did reach it , and , what is more , they had been going pretty straight all the time , not perhaps so much owing to the guidance of Peter or Tink as because the island was looking for them . It is only thus that any one may sight those magic shores . `` There it is , '' said Peter calmly . `` Where , where ? '' `` Where all the arrows are pointing . '' Indeed a million golden arrows were pointing it out to the children , all directed by their friend the sun , who wanted them to be sure of their way before leaving them for the night . Wendy and John and Michael stood on tip-toe in the air to get their first sight of the island . Strange to say , they all recognized it at once , and until fear fell upon them they hailed it , not as something long dreamt of and seen at last , but as a familiar friend to whom they were returning home for the holidays . `` John , there 's the lagoon . '' `` Wendy , look at the turtles burying their eggs in the sand . '' `` I say , John , I see your flamingo with the broken leg ! '' `` Look , Michael , there 's your cave ! '' `` John , what 's that in the brushwood ? '' `` It 's a wolf with her whelps . Wendy , I do believe that 's your little whelp ! ''
`` There 's my boat , XXXXX , with her sides stove in ! ''
John Michael Peter Tink amends first flamingo night whelp whelps