` Peter , ' shouted another , ` she is moving in her sleep . ' ` Her mouth opens , ' cried a third , looking respectfully into it . ` Oh , lovely ! ' ` Perhaps she is going to sing in her sleep , ' said Peter . ` Wendy , sing the kind of house you would like to have . ' Immediately , without opening her eyes , Wendy began to sing : ' I wish I had a pretty house , The littlest ever seen , With funny little red walls And roof of mossy green . ' They gurgled with joy at this , for by the greatest good luck the branches they had brought were sticky with red sap , and all the ground was carpeted with moss . As they rattled up the little house they broke into song themselves : ` We 've built the little walls and roof And made a lovely door , So tell us , mother Wendy , What are you wanting more ? ' To this she answered rather greedily : ` Oh , really next I think I 'll have Gay windows all about , With roses peeping in , you know , And babies peeping out . ' With a blow of their fists they made windows , and large yellow leaves were the blinds . But roses -- ? ` Roses , ' cried Peter sternly . Quickly they made-believe to grow the loveliest roses up the walls . Babies ? To prevent Peter ordering babies they hurried into song again : ` We 've made the roses peeping out , The babes are at the door , We can not make ourselves , you know , ` Cos we 've been made before . ' Peter , seeing this to be a good idea , at once pretended that it was his own . The house was quite beautiful , and no doubt Wendy was very cosy within , though , of course , they could no longer see her . Peter strode up and down , ordering finishing touches . Nothing escaped his eagle eye . Just when it seemed absolutely finished , ` There 's no knocker on the door , ' he said .
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