` Wendy , ' he said , ` how we should all respect you . ' She was wriggling her body in distress . It was quite as if she were trying to remain on the nursery floor . But he had no pity for her . ` Wendy , ' he said , the sly one , ` you could tuck us in at night . ' ` Oo ! ' ` None of us has ever been tucked in at night . ' ` Oo , ' and her arms went out to him . ` And you could darn our clothes , and make pockets for us . None of us has any pockets . ' How could she resist . ` Of course it 's awfully fascinating ! ' she cried . ` Peter , would you teach John and Michael to fly too ? ' ` If you like , ' he said indifferently ; and she ran to John and Michael and shook them . ` Wake up , ' she cried , ` Peter Pan has come and he is to teach us to fly . ' John rubbed his eyes . ` Then I shall get up , ' he said . Of course he was on the floor already . ` Hallo , ' he said , ' I am up ! '
Michael was up by this time also , looking as sharp as a knife with six blades and a saw , but XXXXX suddenly signed silence .
Hallo John Michael None Oo Pan Peter Wendy arms night