She was lying at their feet , but Slightly had the sense not to see her . `` Tut , tut , tut , '' he said , `` where does she lie ? '' `` In yonder glade . '' `` I will put a glass thing in her mouth , '' said Slightly , and he made-believe to do it , while Peter waited . It was an anxious moment when the glass thing was withdrawn . `` How is she ? '' inquired Peter . `` Tut , tut , tut , '' said Slightly , `` this has cured her . '' `` I am glad ! '' Peter cried . `` I will call again in the evening , '' Slightly said ; `` give her beef tea out of a cup with a spout to it ; '' but after he had returned the hat to John he blew big breaths , which was his habit on escaping from a difficulty . In the meantime the wood had been alive with the sound of axes ; almost everything needed for a cosy dwelling already lay at Wendy 's feet . `` If only we knew , '' said one , `` the kind of house she likes best . '' `` 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 XXXXX , What are you wanting more ? ''
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