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ChapterI.PETERBREAKSTHROUGH
Allchildren,
bortsett fra
except
one,growup.
Theysoonknowthattheywill
vokse
grow
up,andthewayWendyknewwasthis.
Onedaywhenshewastwoyearsoldshewasplayinginagarden,andshepluckedanotherflowerandranwithittohermother.
I
antar
suppose
shemusthavelooked
ganske
rather
delightful,forMrs.Darlingputherhandtoherheartand
gråt
cried
,“Oh,whycan’tyouremainlikethisforever!”
Thiswasallthatpassedbetweenthemonthesubject,buthenceforthWendyknewthatshemust
vokse
grow
up.
Youalwaysknowafteryouaretwo.
Twoisthe
begynnelsen
beginning
oftheend.
Ofcoursetheylivedat14,anduntilWendycamehermotherwasthechiefone.
Shewasa
herlig
lovely
lady,witharomanticmindandsuchasweetmocking
munn
mouth
.
Herromanticmindwaslikethetinyboxes,onewithintheother,thatcomefromthepuzzling
Østen
East
,howevermanyyoudiscoverthereisalwaysonemore;
andhersweetmocking
munn
mouth
hadonekissonitthatWendycouldneverget,thoughthereitwas,perfectlyconspicuousintheright-handcorner.
ThewayMr.
Darling
Darling
wonherwasthis:
themanygentlemenwhohadbeenboyswhenshewasagirldiscoveredsimultaneouslythattheylovedher,andtheyallrantoherhousetoproposetoher
bortsett fra
except
Mr.Darling,whotookacabandnippedinfirst,andsohegother.
Hegotallofher,
bortsett fra
except
theinnermostboxandthe
kysset
kiss
.
Heneverknewaboutthe
boksen
box
,andintimehegaveuptryingforthe
kysset
kiss
.
WendythoughtNapoleoncouldhavegotit,butIcanpicturehimtrying,andthengoingoffinapassion,slammingthedoor.
Mr.
Darling
Darling
usedtoboasttoWendythathermothernotonlylovedhimbut
respekterte
respected
him.
Hewasoneofthose
dype
deep
oneswhoknowaboutstocksandshares.
Ofcoursenoonereallyknows,buthequite
syntes
seemed
toknow,andhe
ofte
often
saidstockswereupandsharesweredowninawaythatwouldhavemadeanywoman
respektere
respect
him.
Mrs.
Darlingwasmarriedinwhite,andatfirstshekeptthebooksperfectly,almostgleefully,asifitwereagame,notsomuchasaBrusselssproutwasmissing;
butbyandbywholecauliflowersdroppedout,andinsteadofthemtherewerepicturesofbabieswithoutfaces.
Shedrewthemwhensheshouldhavebeentottingup.
TheywereMrs.Darling’sguesses.
Wendycamefirst,thenJohn,thenMichael.
ForaweekortwoafterWendycameitwasdoubtful
om
whether
theywouldbeabletokeepher,asshewasanother
munn
mouth
tofeed.
Mr.Darlingwasfrightfully
stolt
proud
ofher,buthewasveryhonourable,andhesatontheedgeofMrs.Darling’sbed,holdingherhandandcalculatingexpenses,whileshelookedathimimploringly.
Shewantedto
risikere
risk
it,comewhatmight,butthatwasnothisway;
hiswaywaswithapencilanda
stykke
piece
ofpaper,andifsheconfusedhimwithsuggestionshehadto
begynne
begin
atthebeginningagain.
“Nowdon’tinterrupt,”hewouldbegofher.
“Ihaveonepoundseventeenhere,andtwoandsixattheoffice;
Icancutoffmycoffeeattheoffice,saytenshillings,makingtwo
ni
nine
andsix,withyoureighteenandthreemakesthree
ni
nine
seven,withfivenaughtnaughtinmycheque-bookmakes
åtte
eight
nineseven—whoisthatmoving?—eight
ni
nine
seven,dotandcarryseven—don’tspeak,myown—andthepoundyoulenttothatmanwhocametothedoor—quiet,child—dotand
bære
carry
child—there,you’vedoneit!—didIsay
ni
nine
nineseven?
yes,Isaid
ni
nine
nineseven;
thequestionis,canwetryitforayearon
ni
nine
nineseven?”
“Ofcoursewecan,George,”she
gråt
cried
.
ButshewasprejudicedinWendy’sfavour,andhewasreallythegrandercharacterofthetwo.
“Remembermumps,”hewarnedheralmostthreateningly,andoffhewentagain.
“Mumpsonepound,thatiswhatIhaveputdown,butIdaresayitwillbemorelikethirtyshillings—don’tspeak—measlesonefive,Germanmeasleshalfaguinea,makestwofifteensix—don’twaggleyourfinger—whooping-cough,sayfifteenshillings”—andsoonitwent,anditaddedupdifferentlyeachtime;
butatlastWendyjustgotthrough,withmumpsreducedtotwelvesix,andthetwokindsofmeasles
behandlet
treated
asone.
TherewasthesameexcitementoverJohn,andMichaelhadevenanarrowersqueak;
butbothwerekept,andsoon,youmighthaveseenthethreeofthemgoinginarowtoMissFulsom’sKindergartenschool,accompaniedbytheirnurse.
Mrs.
Darling
Darling
lovedtohaveeverythingjustso,andMr.
Darling
Darling
hadapassionforbeingexactlylikehisneighbours;
so,ofcourse,theyhadanurse.
Astheywerepoor,owingtotheamountof
melk
milk
thechildrendrank,thisnursewasaprimNewfoundlanddog,calledNana,whohadbelongedtonooneinparticularuntiltheDarlingsengagedher.
Shehadalwaysthoughtchildrenimportant,however,andtheDarlingshadbecomeacquaintedwithherinKensingtonGardens,whereshe
tilbrakte
spent
mostofhersparetimepeepingintoperambulators,andwasmuchhatedbycarelessnursemaids,whomshefollowedtotheirhomesandcomplainedoftotheirmistresses.
Sheprovedtobequiteatreasureofanurse.
Howthoroughshewasatbath-time,andupatanymomentofthenightifoneofherchargesmadetheslightest
gråte
cry
.
Ofcourseherkennelwasinthenursery.
Shehadageniusforknowingwhenacoughisathingtohavenopatiencewithandwhenitneedsstockingaroundyourthroat.
Shebelievedtoherlastdayinold-fashionedremedieslikerhubarbleaf,andmadesoundsofcontemptoverallthisnew-fangledtalkaboutgerms,andsoon.
Itwasalessoninproprietytoseeherescortingthechildrentoschool,walkingsedatelybytheirsidewhentheywerewellbehaved,andbuttingthembackintolineiftheystrayed.
OnJohn’sfooterdayssheneveronceforgothissweater,andsheusually
bære
carried
anumbrellainher
munnen
mouth
incaseofrain.
ThereisaroominthebasementofMissFulsom’sschoolwherethenurseswait.
Theysatonforms,whileNanalayonthe
gulvet
floor
,butthatwastheonly
forskjellen
difference
.
Theyaffectedtoignoreherasofaninferiorsocialstatustothemselves,andshedespisedtheirlighttalk.
SheresentedvisitstothenurseryfromMrs.Darling’sfriends,butiftheydidcomeshefirstwhippedoffMichael’spinaforeandputhimintotheonewith
blå
blue
braiding,andsmoothedoutWendyandmadeadashatJohn’shair.
Nonurserycouldpossiblyhavebeenconductedmorecorrectly,andMr.
Darling
Darling
knewit,yethesometimes
lurte
wondered
uneasilywhethertheneighbourstalked.
Hehadhis
posisjon
position
inthecitytoconsider.
Nanaalsotroubledhiminanotherway.
Hehadsometimesafeelingthatshedidnotadmirehim.
“Iknowsheadmiresyoutremendously,George,”Mrs.
Darling
Darling
wouldassurehim,andthenshewouldsigntothechildrentobespeciallynicetofather.
Vakre
Lovely
dancesfollowed,inwhichtheonlyotherservant,Liza,wassometimesallowedto
bli
join
.
Suchamidgetshelookedinherlongskirtandmaid’scap,thoughshehad
sverget
sworn
,whenengaged,thatshewouldneverseetenagain.
Thegaietyofthoseromps!
AndgayestofallwasMrs.
Darling
Darling
,whowouldpirouettesowildlythatallyoucouldseeofherwasthe
kysset
kiss
,andthenifyouhaddashedatheryoumighthavegotit.
ThereneverwasasimplerhappierfamilyuntilthecomingofPeterPan.
Mrs.
Darling
Darling
firstheardofPeterwhenshewastidyingupherchildren’sminds.
Itisthenightlycustomofeverygoodmotherafterherchildrenareasleeptorummageintheirmindsandputthings
rett
straight
fornextmorning,repackingintotheirproperplacesthemanyarticlesthathavewanderedduringtheday.
Ifyoucouldkeepawake(butofcourseyoucan’t)youwouldseeyourownmotherdoingthis,andyouwouldfinditvery
interessant
interesting
towatchher.
Itisquiteliketidyingupdrawers.
Youwouldseeheronherknees,I
forventer
expect
,lingeringhumorouslyoversomeofyourcontents,
lurer
wondering
whereonearthyouhadpickedthisthingup,makingdiscoveriessweetandnotsosweet,
trykker
pressing
thistohercheekasifitwereasniceasakitten,andhurriedlystowingthatoutofsight.
Whenyouwakeinthemorning,thenaughtinessand
onde
evil
passionswithwhichyouwenttobedhavebeenfoldedupsmallandplacedatthebottomofyourmindandonthetop,beautifullyaired,arespreadoutyourprettierthoughts,readyforyoutoputon.
Idon’tknow
om
whether
youhaveeverseenamapofaperson’smind.
Doctorssometimesdrawmapsofotherpartsofyou,andyourownmapcanbecomeintensely
interessant
interesting
,butcatchthemtryingtodrawamapofachild’smind,whichisnotonlyconfused,butkeepsgoing
rundt
round
allthetime.
Therearezigzaglinesonit,justlikeyourtemperatureona
kort
card
,andtheseareprobablyroadsintheisland,fortheNeverlandisalwaysmoreor
mindre
less
anisland,withastonishingsplashesofcolourhereandthere,andcoralreefsandrakish-lookingcraftintheoffing,andsavagesandlonelylairs,andgnomeswhoaremostlytailors,andcavesthroughwhicha
elv
river
runs,andprinceswithsixelderbrothers,andahutfastgoingtodecay,andoneverysmalloldladywithahooked
nese
nose
.
Itwouldbeaneasymapifthatwereall,butthereisalsofirstdayatschool,religion,fathers,the
runde
round
pond,needle-work,murders,hangings,verbsthattakethedative,chocolatepuddingday,gettingintobraces,sayninety-nine,three-pencefor
trekke
pulling
outyourtoothyourself,andsoon,andeitherthesearepartofthe
øya
island
ortheyareanothermapshowingthrough,anditisall
ganske
rather
confusing,especiallyasnothingwillstandstill.
OfcoursetheNeverlandsvaryagooddeal.
John’s,forinstance,hadalagoonwithflamingoes
fløy
flying
overitatwhichJohnwasshooting,whileMichael,whowasverysmall,hadaflamingowithlagoons
fløy
flying
overit.
Johnlivedina
båt
boat
turnedupsidedownonthesands,Michaelinawigwam,Wendyinahouseofleavesdeftlysewntogether.
Johnhadnofriends,Michaelhadfriendsatnight,Wendyhadapetwolfforsakenbyitsparents,butonthewholetheNeverlandshaveafamilyresemblance,andiftheystoodstillinarowyoucouldsayofthemthattheyhaveeachother’s
nese
nose
,andsoforth.
Onthesemagicshoreschildrenatplayareforeverbeachingtheircoracles.
Wetoohavebeenthere;
wecanstillhearthesoundofthesurf,thoughweshall
lande
land
nomore.
OfalldelectableislandstheNeverlandisthesnuggestandmostcompact,not
stor
large
andsprawly,youknow,withtediousdistancesbetweenoneadventureandanother,butnicelycrammed.
Whenyouplayatitbydaywiththechairsandtable-cloth,itisnotintheleastalarming,butinthetwominutesbeforeyougotosleepitbecomesveryreal.
Thatiswhytherearenight-lights.
Occasionallyinhertravelsthroughherchildren’smindsMrs.
Darling
Darling
foundthingsshecouldnotunderstand,andofthesequitethemostperplexingwasthewordPeter.
SheknewofnoPeter,andyethewashereandthereinJohnandMichael’sminds,whileWendy’s
begynte
began
tobescrawledalloverwithhim.
Thenamestoodoutinbolderlettersthananyoftheotherwords,andasMrs.
Darling
Darling
gazedshefeltthatithadanoddlycockyappearance.
“Yes,heis
ganske
rather
cocky,”Wendyadmittedwithregret.
Hermotherhadbeenquestioningher.
“Butwhoishe,mypet?”
“HeisPeterPan,youknow,mother.”
AtfirstMrs.
Darling
Darling
didnotknow,butafterthinkingbackintoherchildhoodshejustrememberedaPeterPanwhowassaidtolivewiththefairies.
Therewereoddstoriesabouthim,asthatwhenchildrendiedhewentpartofthewaywiththem,sothattheyshouldnotbefrightened.
Shehadbelievedinhimatthetime,butnowthatshewasmarriedandfullof
fornuft
sense
shequitedoubtedwhethertherewasanysuchperson.
“Besides,”shesaidtoWendy,“hewouldbegrownupbythistime.”
“Ohno,heisn’tgrownup,”Wendyassuredherconfidently,“andheisjustmysize.”
Shemeantthathewasher
størrelse
size
inbothmindandbody;
shedidn’tknowhowsheknew,shejustknewit.
Mrs.
Darling
Darling
consultedMr.Darling,buthe
smilte
smiled
pooh-pooh.
“Markmywords,”hesaid,“itissomenonsenseNanahasbeenputtingintotheirheads;
justthesortofideaadogwouldhave.
Leaveitalone,anditwill
blåse
blow
over.”
Butitwouldnot
blåse
blow
overandsoonthetroublesomeboygaveMrs.
Darling
Darling
quiteashock.
Childrenhavethestrangestadventureswithoutbeingtroubledbythem.
Forinstance,theymayrememberto
nevne
mention
,aweekaftertheeventhappened,thatwhentheywereinthewoodtheyhadmettheirdeadfatherandhadagamewithhim.
ItwasinthiscasualwaythatWendyonemorningmadeadisquietingrevelation.
Someleavesofa
tre
tree
hadbeenfoundonthenursery
gulvet
floor
,whichcertainlywerenottherewhenthechildrenwenttobed,andMrs.
Darling
Darling
waspuzzlingoverthemwhenWendysaidwithatolerant
smil
smile:
.
“IdobelieveitisthatPeteragain!”
“Whateverdoyoumean,Wendy?”
“Itissonaughtyofhimnottowipehisfeet,”Wendysaid,sighing.
Shewasatidychild.
She
forklarte
explained
inquiteamatter-of-factwaythatshethoughtPetersometimescametothenurseryinthenightandsatonthe
foten
foot
ofherbedandplayedonhispipestoher.
Unfortunatelysheneverwoke,soshedidn’tknowhowsheknew,shejustknew.
“Whatnonsenseyoutalk,precious.
Noonecangetintothehousewithoutknocking.”
“Ithinkhecomesinbythewindow,”shesaid.
“Mylove,itisthreefloorsup.”
“Werenottheleavesatthe
foten
foot
ofthewindow,mother?”
Itwasquitetrue;
theleaveshadbeenfoundvery
nær
near
thewindow.
Mrs.
Darlingdidnotknowwhattothink,foritall
virket
seemed
sonaturaltoWendythatyoucouldnotdismissitbysayingshehadbeendreaming.
“Mychild,”themother
gråt
cried
,“whydidyounottellmeofthisbefore?”
“Iforgot,”saidWendylightly.
Shewasinahurrytogether
frokost
breakfast
.
Oh,surelyshemusthavebeendreaming.
But,ontheotherhand,thereweretheleaves.
Mrs.
Darling
Darling
examinedthemverycarefully;
theywereskeletonleaves,butshewassuretheydidnotcomefromany
tre
tree
thatgrewinEngland.
Shecrawledaboutthe
gulvet
floor
,peeringatitwithacandleformarksofa
merkelig
strange
foot.
Sherattledthepokerupthechimneyandtappedthewalls.
Sheletdowna
bånd
tape
fromthewindowtothepavement,anditwasasheerdropofthirty
fot
feet
,withoutsomuchasaspouttoclimbupby.
Sikkert
Certainly
Wendyhadbeendreaming.
ButWendyhadnotbeendreaming,astheverynextnightshowed,thenightonwhichtheextraordinaryadventuresofthesechildrenmaybesaidtohave
begynt
begun
.
Onthenightwespeakofallthechildrenwereoncemoreinbed.
IthappenedtobeNana’s
kveld
evening
off,andMrs.Darlinghadbathedthemandsungtothemtillonebyonetheyhadletgoherhandandslidawayintothe
landet
land
ofsleep.
Allwerelookingsosafeandcosythatshe
smilte
smiled
atherfearsnowandsatdowntranquillybythefiretosew.
ItwassomethingforMichael,whoonhis
bursdag
birthday
wasgettingintoshirts.
Thefirewas
varm
warm
,however,andthenurserydimlylitbythreenight-lights,andpresentlythesewinglayonMrs.Darling’slap.
Thenherheadnodded,oh,sogracefully.
Shewas
sov
asleep
.
Lookatthefourofthem,WendyandMichaeloverthere,Johnhere,andMrs.
Darling
Darling
bythefire.
Thereshouldhavebeenafourthnight-light.
Whileshesleptshehadadream.
ShedreamtthattheNeverlandhadcometoo
nær
near
andthatastrangeboyhadbrokenthroughfromit.
Hedidnotalarmher,forshethoughtshehadseenhimbeforeinthefacesofmanywomenwhohavenochildren.
Perhapsheistobefoundinthefacesofsomemothersalso.
ButinherdreamhehadrentthefilmthatobscurestheNeverland,andshesawWendyandJohnandMichaelpeepingthroughthegap.
Thedreambyitselfwouldhavebeenatrifle,butwhileshewasdreamingthe
vinduet
window
ofthenurseryblewopen,andaboydiddroponthe
gulvet
floor
.
Hewasaccompaniedbya
merkelig
strange
light,nobiggerthanyourfist,whichdartedabouttheroomlikealivingthingandIthinkitmusthavebeenthislightthatwakenedMrs.
Darling
Darling
.
Shestartedupwitha
gråt
cry
,andsawtheboy,andsomehowsheknewatoncethathewasPeterPan.
IfyouorIorWendyhadbeenthereweshouldhaveseenthathewasverylikeMrs.Darling’s
kyss
kiss
.
Hewasalovelyboy,cladinskeletonleavesandthejuicesthatoozeoutoftreesbutthemostentrancingthingabouthimwasthathehadallhisfirstteeth.
ChapterII.THESHADOW
Mrs.
Darlingscreamed,and,asifinanswertoabell,thedooropened,andNanaentered,returnedfromher
kveld
evening
out.
Shegrowledandsprangattheboy,wholeaptlightlythroughthe
vinduet
window
.
AgainMrs.Darlingscreamed,thistimeindistressforhim,forshethoughthewaskilled,andsherandownintothestreettolookforhislittlebody,butitwasnotthere;
andshelookedup,andintheblacknightshecouldseenothingbutwhatshethoughtwasashooting
stjerne
star
.
Shereturnedtothenursery,andfoundNanawithsomethinginher
munnen
mouth
,whichprovedtobetheboy’sshadow.
Asheleaptatthe
vinduet
window
Nanahadclosedit
raskt
quickly
,toolatetocatchhim,buthisshadowhadnothadtimetogetout;
slamwentthe
vinduet
window
andsnappeditoff.
YoumaybesureMrs.
Darling
Darling
examinedtheshadowcarefully,butitwasquitetheordinarykind.
Nanahadno
tvil
doubt
ofwhatwasthebestthingtodowiththisshadow.
Shehungitoutatthe
vinduet
window
,meaning“Heissuretocomebackforit;
letusputitwherehecangetiteasilywithoutdisturbingthechildren.”
ButunfortunatelyMrs.
Darling
Darling
couldnotleaveithangingoutatthe
vinduet
window
,itlookedsolikethe
vask
washing
andloweredthewholetoneofthehouse.
ShethoughtofshowingittoMr.
Darling
Darling
,buthewastottingupwintergreat-coatsforJohnandMichael,withawettowelaroundhisheadtokeephis
hjernen
brain
clear,anditseemeda
skam
shame
totroublehim;
besides,sheknewexactlywhathewouldsay:
“Itallcomesofhavingadogforanurse.”
She
bestemte
decided
torolltheshadowupandputitawaycarefullyinadrawer,untilafittingopportunitycamefortellingherhusband.
Ahme!
Theopportunitycameaweeklater,onthatnever-to-be-forgottenFriday.
OfcourseitwasaFriday.
“IoughttohavebeenspeciallycarefulonaFriday,”sheusedtosayafterwardstoherhusband,whileperhapsNanawasontheothersideofher,holdingherhand.
“No,no,”Mr.
Darling
Darling
alwayssaid,“Iamresponsibleforitall.
I,George
Darling
Darling
,didit.
Meaculpa,meaculpa.”
Hehadhadaclassicaleducation.
TheysatthusnightafternightrecallingthatfatalFriday,tilleverydetailofitwasstampedontheirbrainsandcamethroughontheothersidelikethefacesonabadcoinage.
“IfonlyIhadnotacceptedthatinvitationtodineat27,”Mrs.
Darling
Darling
said.
“IfonlyIhadnotpouredmymedicineintoNana’sbowl,”saidMr.
Darling
Darling
.
“IfonlyIhadpretendedtolikethemedicine,”waswhatNana’sweteyessaid.
“Mylikingforparties,George.”
“Myfatal
gave
gift
ofhumour,dearest.”
“Mytouchinessabouttrifles,dearmasterandmistress.”
Thenoneormoreofthemwouldbreakdownaltogether;
Nanaatthethought,“It’strue,it’strue,theyoughtnottohavehadadogforanurse.”
ManyatimeitwasMr.
Darling
Darling
whoputthehandkerchieftoNana’seyes.
“Thatfiend!”
Mr.
Darling
Darling
wouldcry,andNana’sbarkwastheechoofit,butMrs.
Darling
Darling
neverupbraidedPeter;
therewassomethingintheright-handcornerofher
munnen
mouth
thatwantedhernottocallPeternames.
Theywouldsitthereinthe
tomme
empty
nursery,recallingfondlyeverysmallestdetailofthatdreadful
kvelden
evening
.