cried Wendy . `` Yes , I 'm sweet , oh , I am sweet ! '' said Peter , forgetting his manners again . It looked delightfully easy , and they tried it first from the floor and then from the beds , but they always went down instead of up . `` I say , how do you do it ? '' asked John , rubbing his knee . He was quite a practical boy . `` You just think lovely wonderful thoughts , '' Peter explained , `` and they lift you up in the air . '' He showed them again . `` You 're so nippy at it , '' John said , `` could n't you do it very slowly once ? '' Peter did it both slowly and quickly . `` I 've got it now , Wendy ! '' 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 .
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