`` No ! '' shrieked Tinker Bell , who had heard Hook mutter about his deed as he sped through the forest . `` Why not ? '' `` It is poisoned . '' `` Poisoned ? Who could have poisoned it ? '' `` Hook . '' `` Do n't be silly . How could Hook have got down here ? '' Alas , Tinker Bell could not explain this , for even she did not know the dark secret of Slightly 's tree . Nevertheless Hook 's words had left no room for doubt . The cup was poisoned . `` Besides , '' said Peter , quite believing himself `` I never fell asleep . '' He raised the cup . No time for words now ; time for deeds ; and with one of her lightning movements Tink got between his lips and the draught , and drained it to the dregs . `` Why , Tink , how dare you drink my medicine ? '' But she did not answer . Already she was reeling in the air . `` What is the matter with you ? '' cried Peter , suddenly afraid .
`` It was XXXXX , Peter , '' she told him softly ; `` and now I am going to be dead . ''
Bell Peter Tink Tinker cup left matter medicine poisoned tree