It came as the arrows went , leaving the island in gloom . In the old days at home the Neverland had always begun to look a little dark and threatening by bedtime . Then unexplored patches arose in it and spread , black shadows moved about in them , the roar of the beasts of prey was quite different now , and above all , you lost the certainty that you would win . You were quite glad that the night-lights were on . You even liked Nana to say that this was just the mantelpiece over here , and that the Neverland was all make-believe . Of course the Neverland had been make-believe in those days , but it was real now , and there were no night-lights , and it was getting darker every moment , and where was Nana ? They had been flying apart , but they huddled close to Peter now . His careless manner had gone at last , his eyes were sparkling , and a tingle went through them every time they touched his body . They were now over the fearsome island , flying so low that sometimes a tree grazed their feet . Nothing horrid was visible in the air , yet their progress had become slow and laboured , exactly as if they were pushing their way through hostile forces . Sometimes they hung in the air until Peter had beaten on it with his fists . `` They do n't want us to land , '' he explained . `` Who are they ? '' Wendy whispered , shuddering . But he could not or would not say . Tinker Bell had been asleep on his shoulder , but now he wakened her and sent her on in front . Sometimes he poised himself in the air , listening intently , with his hand to his ear , and again he would stare down with eyes so bright that they seemed to bore two holes to earth . Having done these things , he went on again . His courage was almost appalling . `` Would you like an adventure now , '' he said casually to John , `` or would you like to have your tea first ? ''
XXXXX said `` tea first '' quickly , and Michael pressed her hand in gratitude , but the braver John hesitated .
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