`` And now , Peter , '' Wendy said , thinking she had put everything right , `` I am going to give you your medicine before you go . '' She loved to give them medicine , and undoubtedly gave them too much . Of course it was only water , but it was out of a bottle , and she always shook the bottle and counted the drops , which gave it a certain medicinal quality . On this occasion , however , she did not give Peter his draught -LSB- portion -RSB- , for just as she had prepared it , she saw a look on his face that made her heart sink . `` Get your things , Peter , '' she cried , shaking . `` No , '' he answered , pretending indifference , `` I am not going with you , Wendy . '' `` Yes , Peter . '' `` No . '' To show that her departure would leave him unmoved , he skipped up and down the room , playing gaily on his heartless pipes . She had to run about after him , though it was rather undignified . `` To find your mother , '' she coaxed . Now , if Peter had ever quite had a mother , he no longer missed her . He could do very well without one . He had thought them out , and remembered only their bad points . `` No , no , '' he told Wendy decisively ; `` perhaps she would say I was old , and I just want always to be a little boy and to have fun . '' `` But , Peter -- '' `` No . '' And so the others had to be told . `` Peter is n't coming . '' Peter not coming ! They gazed blankly at him , their sticks over their backs , and on each stick a bundle .
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