cried John , but soon he found he had not . Not one of them could fly an inch , though even Michael was in words of two syllables , and Peter did not know A from Z. Of course Peter had been trifling with them , for no one can fly unless the fairy dust has been blown on him . Fortunately , as we have mentioned , one of his hands was messy with it , and he blew some on each of them , with the most superb results . `` Now just wiggle your shoulders this way , '' he said , `` and let go . '' They were all on their beds , and gallant Michael let go first . He did not quite mean to let go , but he did it , and immediately he was borne across the room . `` I flewed ! '' he screamed while still in mid-air . John let go and met Wendy near the bathroom . `` Oh , lovely ! '' `` Oh , ripping ! '' `` Look at me ! '' `` Look at me ! '' `` Look at me ! '' They were not nearly so elegant as Peter , they could not help kicking a little , but their heads were bobbing against the ceiling , and there is almost nothing so delicious as that . Peter gave Wendy a hand at first , but had to desist , Tink was so indignant . Up and down they went , and round and round . Heavenly was Wendy 's word . `` I say , '' cried John , `` why should n't we all go out ? '' Of course it was to this that Peter had been luring them .
XXXXX was ready : he wanted to see how long it took him to do a billion miles .
John Michael Peter Tink Wendy first heads mid-air results shoulders