ChapterI.PETERBREAKSTHROUGH
All
crianças
children,exceptone,growup.They
logo
soonknowthattheywillgrowup,e
andthewayWendyknewwasesta
this.Onedaywhenshewas
dois
twoyearsoldshewasbrincando
playinginagarden,andshepluckedoutra
anotherflowerandranwithittohermãe
mother.Isupposeshemust
ter
havelookedratherdelightful,forMrs.Darlingcolocou
putherhandtohercoração
heartandcried,“Oh,whycan’tyouremainlikethisforever!”Thiswas
tudo
allthatpassedbetweenthemonthesubject,mas
buthenceforthWendyknewthatshedeve
mustgrowup.Youalways
sabe
knowafteryouaretwo.Dois
Twoisthebeginningofo
theend.Ofcoursethey
viviam
livedat14,anduntilWendyveio
camehermotherwasthechiefone.Shewas
uma
alovelylady,witharomanticmente
mindandsuchasweetmockingmouth.Herromantic
mente
mindwaslikethetinyboxes,uma
onewithintheother,thatvêm
comefromthepuzzlingEast,howevermanyyoudiscoverthereissempre
alwaysonemore;andher
doce
sweetmockingmouthhadonekissonitthatWendycouldnunca
neverget,thoughthereitwas,perfectlyconspicuousina
theright-handcorner.ThewayMr.Darling
ganhou
wonherwasthis:the
muitos
manygentlemenwhohadbeenboysquando
whenshewasagirldiscoveredsimultaneouslythattheyamavam
lovedher,andtheyallcorreram
rantoherhousetoproposetoherexceptMr.Darling,whotookum
acabandnippedinprimeiro
first,andsohegother.He
conseguiu
gotallofher,excepttheinnermostboxe
andthekiss.Henever
soube
knewaboutthebox,andintempo
timehegaveuptryingforo
thekiss.WendythoughtNapoleoncouldhave
conseguido
gotit,butIcanpicturehimtentar
trying,andthengoingoffinapassion,slammingtheporta
door.Mr.
DarlingusedtoboasttoWendy
que
thathermothernotonlyamava
lovedhimbutrespectedhim.Hewas
um
oneofthosedeeponesque
whoknowaboutstocksandshares.Ofcoursenoone
realmente
reallyknows,buthequiteseemedtoknow,e
andheoftensaidstockswereupe
andsharesweredowninaforma
waythatwouldhavemadequalquer
anywomanrespecthim.Mrs.
Darlingwasmarriedin
branco
white,andatfirstshemanteve
keptthebooksperfectly,almostgleefully,asse
ifitwereagame,notsotanto
muchasaBrusselssproutwasmissing;mas
butbyandbywholecauliflowersdroppedout,e
andinsteadofthemtherewerepicturesofbabiessem
withoutfaces.Shedrewthem
quando
whensheshouldhavebeentottingup.TheywereMrs.Darling’sguesses.
Wendy
veio
camefirst,thenJohn,thenMichael.For
uma
aweekortwoafterWendycameitwasdoubtfulwhethertheywouldbeabletokeepher,asshewasoutra
anothermouthtofeed.Mr.Darlingwasfrightfullyproudofher,
mas
buthewasveryhonourable,e
andhesatontheedgeofMrs.Darling’scama
bed,holdingherhandandcalculatingexpenses,enquanto
whileshelookedathimimploringly.Shewantedtoriskit,comewhatmight,
mas
butthatwasnothiscaminho
way;hiswaywaswith
um
apencilandapieceofpaper,e
andifsheconfusedhimcom
withsuggestionshehadtobeginato
thebeginningagain.“Nowdon’tinterrupt,”hewouldbegofher.
“I
tenho
haveonepoundseventeenhere,e
andtwoandsixattheescritório
office;Icancutoffmy
café
coffeeattheoffice,saydez
tenshillings,makingtwoninee
andsix,withyoureighteene
andthreemakesthreenineseven,com
withfivenaughtnaughtinmycheque-bookmakeseightnineseven—whoisthatmoving?—eightnineseven,dote
andcarryseven—don’tspeak,myown—andthepoundyoulenttothathomem
manwhocametothedoor—quiet,child—dote
andcarrychild—there,you’vedoneit!—didIdisse
sayninenineseven?yes,I
disse
saidninenineseven;the
questão
questionis,canwetryitforum
ayearonninenineseven?”“Ofcoursewe
podemos
can,George,”shecried.ButshewasprejudicedinWendy’sfavour,
e
andhewasreallythegrandercharacterofthedois
two.“Remembermumps,”hewarnedher
quase
almostthreateningly,andoffhefoi
wentagain.“Mumpsonepound,thatiswhatI
tenho
haveputdown,butIdaresayitwillbemais
morelikethirtyshillings—don’tspeak—measlesonecinco
five,Germanmeasleshalfaguinea,faz
makestwofifteensix—don’twaggleyourfinger—whooping-cough,dizer
sayfifteenshillings”—andsoonitwent,e
anditaddedupdifferentlycada
eachtime;butatlastWendy
só
justgotthrough,withmumpsreducedtotwelveseis
six,andthetwokindsofmeaslestreatedasum
one.Therewasthesameexcitement
sobre
overJohn,andMichaelhadevenum
anarrowersqueak;butbothwerekept,
e
andsoon,youmighthavevisto
seenthethreeofthemgoinginarowtoSrta
MissFulsom’sKindergartenschool,accompaniedbytheirnurse.Mrs.
Darlinglovedto
ter
haveeverythingjustso,andMr.Darlinghaduma
apassionforbeingexactlycomo
likehisneighbours;so,ofcourse,they
tinham
hadanurse.Astheywerepoor,owingtotheamountofmilkthe
crianças
childrendrank,thisnursewasaprimNewfoundlandcão
dog,calledNana,whohadbelongedtonão
nooneinparticularuntiltheDarlingsengagedher.Shehad
sempre
alwaysthoughtchildrenimportant,however,e
andtheDarlingshadbecomeacquaintedcom
withherinKensingtonGardens,onde
whereshespentmostofhersparetempo
timepeepingintoperambulators,andwasmuito
muchhatedbycarelessnursemaids,whomsheseguia
followedtotheirhomesandcomplainedoftotheirmistresses.Sheprovedtobequite
um
atreasureofanurse.Como
Howthoroughshewasatbath-time,e
andupatanymomentofo
thenightifoneofherchargesfez
madetheslightestcry.Ofcourseherkennelwasin
o
thenursery.Shehadageniusfor
saber
knowingwhenacoughisacoisa
thingtohavenopatiencecom
withandwhenitneedsstockingem torno
aroundyourthroat.Shebelievedtoher
último
lastdayinold-fashionedremediescomo
likerhubarbleaf,andmadesoundsofcontemptovertoda
allthisnew-fangledtalkaboutgerms,e
andsoon.Itwas
uma
alessoninproprietytovê
seeherescortingthechildrentoescola
school,walkingsedatelybytheirlado
sidewhentheywerewellbehaved,e
andbuttingthembackintofila
lineiftheystrayed.OnJohn’sfooterdaysshe
nunca
neveronceforgothissweater,e
andsheusuallycarriedanumbrellainhermouthincaso
caseofrain.Thereis
uma
aroominthebasementofSrta
MissFulsom’sschoolwherethenursesesperam
wait.Theysatonforms,
enquanto
whileNanalayonthefloor,mas
butthatwastheonlydifference.Theyaffectedtoignoreherasof
um
aninferiorsocialstatustothemselves,e
andshedespisedtheirlightconversa
talk.Sheresentedvisitsto
o
thenurseryfromMrs.Darling’sfriends,mas
butiftheydidcomesheprimeiro
firstwhippedoffMichael’spinaforee
andputhimintotheonecom
withbluebraiding,andsmoothedoutWendye
andmadeadashatJohn’scabelo
hair.Nonurserycouldpossibly
ter
havebeenconductedmorecorrectly,e
andMr.Darlingknewit,yetheàs vezes
sometimeswondereduneasilywhethertheneighboursconversavam
talked.Hehadhispositioninthe
cidade
citytoconsider.Nanaalsotroubledhimin
outra
anotherway.Hehadsometimesafeeling
que
thatshedidnotadmirehim.“Iknowsheadmiresyoutremendously,George,”Mrs.Darlingwouldassurehim,
e
andthenshewouldsigntothecrianças
childrentobespeciallynicetopai
father.Lovelydancesfollowed,inwhichthe
única
onlyotherservant,Liza,wasàs vezes
sometimesallowedtojoin.Such
um
amidgetshelookedinherlongskirte
andmaid’scap,thoughshetinha
hadsworn,whenengaged,thatsheiria
wouldneverseetenagain.A
Thegaietyofthoseromps!E
AndgayestofallwasMrs.Darling,whowouldpirouettesowildlythatallyoucouldver
seeofherwasthekiss,e
andthenifyouhaddashedatheryoumighttivesse
havegotit.Thereneverwas
uma
asimplerhappierfamilyuntilthecomingofPeterPan.Mrs.
Darlingfirst
ouviu
heardofPeterwhenshewastidyingupherchildren’sminds.Itisthenightlycustomof
toda
everygoodmotherafterherfilhos
childrenareasleeptorummageintheirmindse
andputthingsstraightforseguinte
nextmorning,repackingintotheirproperplacesthemuitos
manyarticlesthathavewanderedduringtheday.Se
Ifyoucouldkeepawake(butofcourseyoucan’t)youvá
wouldseeyourownmotherfazendo
doingthis,andyouwouldacharia
finditveryinterestingtowatchher.Itisquite
como
liketidyingupdrawers.You
fosse
wouldseeheronherknees,Iexpect,lingeringhumorouslyoveralguns
someofyourcontents,wonderingonde
whereonearthyouhadpickedthiscoisa
thingup,makingdiscoveriessweete
andnotsosweet,pressingthistohercheekasse
ifitwereasniceasum
akitten,andhurriedlystowingthatfora
outofsight.Whenyou
acorda
wakeinthemorning,thenaughtinesse
andevilpassionswithwhichyouwenttocama
bedhavebeenfoldedupsmalle
andplacedatthebottomofyourmente
mindandonthetop,beautifullyaired,arespreadoutyourprettierthoughts,readyforyoutocolocar
puton.Idon’tknowwhetheryouhaveever
viram
seenamapofaperson’smente
mind.Doctorssometimesdrawmapsof
outras
otherpartsofyou,andyourpróprio
ownmapcanbecomeintenselyinteresting,mas
butcatchthemtryingtodrawamapofachild’smente
mind,whichisnotonlyconfused,mas
butkeepsgoingroundallthetempo
time.Therearezigzaglinesonit,just
como
likeyourtemperatureonacard,e
andtheseareprobablyroadsintheisland,fortheNeverlandissempre
alwaysmoreorlessanisland,com
withastonishingsplashesofcolouraqui
hereandthere,andcoralreefse
andrakish-lookingcraftintheoffing,e
andsavagesandlonelylairs,e
andgnomeswhoaremostlytailors,e
andcavesthroughwhichariverruns,e
andprinceswithsixelderbrothers,e
andahutfastgoingtodecay,e
andoneverysmalloldladycom
withahookednose.It
fosse
wouldbeaneasymapse
ifthatwereall,butthereistambém
alsofirstdayatschool,religion,fathers,theroundpond,needle-work,murders,hangings,verbsthattirar
takethedative,chocolatepuddingdia
day,gettingintobraces,sayninety-nine,three-penceforpullingoutyourtoothyourself,e
andsoon,andeithertheseareparte
partoftheislandortheyareoutro
anothermapshowingthrough,anditistudo
allratherconfusing,especiallyasnothingfosse
willstandstill.Ofcourse
as
theNeverlandsvaryagooddeal.John’s,forinstance,
tinha
hadalagoonwithflamingoesflyingsobre
overitatwhichJohnwasatirando
shooting,whileMichael,whowasmuito
verysmall,hadaflamingocom
withlagoonsflyingoverit.John
vivia
livedinaboatturnedupsidedownonthesands,Michaelinawigwam,Wendyinacasa
houseofleavesdeftlysewntogether.Johnhad
não
nofriends,Michaelhadfriendsatnight,Wendyhadapetwolfforsakenbyitsparents,mas
butonthewholetheNeverlandshaveafamilyresemblance,e
andiftheystoodstillinarowyoupoderia
couldsayofthemthattheyhaveeachother’snose,e
andsoforth.Onthesemagicshores
crianças
childrenatplayareforeverbeachingtheircoracles.We
também
toohavebeenthere;we
podemos
canstillhearthesoundofo
thesurf,thoughweshalllandnão
nomore.OfalldelectableislandstheNeverlandisthesnuggest
e
andmostcompact,notlargee
andsprawly,youknow,withtediousdistancesentre
betweenoneadventureandanother,mas
butnicelycrammed.Whenyou
brinca
playatitbydaycom
withthechairsandtable-cloth,itisnotinthemenos
leastalarming,butinthedois
twominutesbeforeyougotosleepittorna
becomesveryreal.Thatis
por
whytherearenight-lights.Occasionallyinhertravelsthroughherchildren’smindsMrs.Darling
encontrava
foundthingsshecouldnotentender
understand,andofthesequitea
themostperplexingwasthepalavra
wordPeter.SheknewofnoPeter,
e
andyethewasheree
andthereinJohnandMichael’sminds,enquanto
whileWendy’sbegantobescrawledtodo
alloverwithhim.The
nome
namestoodoutinbolderlettersthanqualquer
anyoftheotherwords,e
andasMrs.Darlinggazedshesentia
feltthatithadanoddlycockyappearance.“Yes,heisrathercocky,”Wendyadmitted
com
withregret.Hermotherhadbeenquestioningher.
“But
quem
whoishe,mypet?”“HeisPeterPan,you
sabes
know,mother.”AtfirstMrs.Darlingdidnot
sabia
know,butafterthinkingbackintoherchildhoodshejustlembrou
rememberedaPeterPanwhowasdizia
saidtolivewiththefairies.Therewereoddstories
sobre
abouthim,asthatwhencrianças
childrendiedhewentpartofas
thewaywiththem,soque
thattheyshouldnotbefrightened.She
tinha
hadbelievedinhimatthetime,mas
butnowthatshewasmarriede
andfullofsenseshebastante
quitedoubtedwhethertherewasanytal
suchperson.“Besides,”shesaidtoWendy,“hewouldbegrownupbythistime.”
“Oh
não
no,heisn’tgrownup,”Wendyassuredherconfidently,“andheisjustmysize.”Shemeant
que
thathewashersizeintanto
bothmindandbody;shedidn’t
sabia
knowhowsheknew,shesó
justknewit.Mrs.
DarlingconsultedMr.Darling,
mas
buthesmiledpooh-pooh.“Markmywords,”he
disse
said,“itissomenonsenseNanatem
hasbeenputtingintotheirheads;just
o
thesortofideaacão
dogwouldhave.Leaveitalone,
e
anditwillblowover.”Mas
Butitwouldnotblowovere
andsoonthetroublesomeboydeu
gaveMrs.Darlingquiteashock.Crianças
Childrenhavethestrangestadventuressem
withoutbeingtroubledbythem.Forinstance,they
podem
mayremembertomention,asemana
weekaftertheeventhappened,que
thatwhentheywereinthewoodtheyhadmettheirmorto
deadfatherandhadajogo
gamewithhim.Itwasinthiscasual
forma
waythatWendyonemorningfez
madeadisquietingrevelation.Someleavesofatree
tinham
hadbeenfoundonthenurseryfloor,que
whichcertainlywerenottherequando
whenthechildrenwenttocama
bed,andMrs.Darlingwaspuzzlingoverthemquando
whenWendysaidwithatolerantsmile:.“Ido
acredito
believeitisthatPeteragain!”“Whateverdoyou
dizer
mean,Wendy?”“Itissonaughtyofhimnottowipehisfeet,”Wendy
disse
said,sighing.Shewasatidy
criança
child.Sheexplainedinquite
uma
amatter-of-factwaythatsheachava
thoughtPetersometimescametothenurseryinthenighte
andsatonthefootofhercama
bedandplayedonhispipestoher.Unfortunatelyshe
nunca
neverwoke,soshedidn’tsabia
knowhowsheknew,shesó
justknew.“Whatnonsenseyoutalk,precious.
Noone
pode
cangetintothehousewithoutknocking.”“Ithinkhecomesinbythewindow,”she
disse
said.“Mylove,itis
três
threefloorsup.”“Werenot
as
theleavesatthefootofas
thewindow,mother?”Itwas
bem
quitetrue;theleaveshadbeenfound
muito
verynearthewindow.Mrs.
Darlingdidnot
sabia
knowwhattothink,forittudo
allseemedsonaturaltoWendythatyoupodia
couldnotdismissitbydizendo
sayingshehadbeendreaming.“Mychild,”
a
themothercried,“whydidyounotdisseste
tellmeofthisbefore?”“Iforgot,”
disse
saidWendylightly.Shewasina
pressa
hurrytogetherbreakfast.Oh,surelyshe
deve
musthavebeendreaming.But,on
as
theotherhand,therewereas
theleaves.Mrs.Darlingexaminedthem
muito
verycarefully;theywereskeletonleaves,
mas
butshewassuretheydidnotvinham
comefromanytreethatgrewinEngland.Shecrawled
sobre
aboutthefloor,peeringatitcom
withacandleformarksofastrangefoot.Sherattled
o
thepokerupthechimneye
andtappedthewalls.Sheletdownatapefrom
o
thewindowtothepavement,e
anditwasasheerdropofthirtyfeet,sem
withoutsomuchasaspouttoclimbupby.CertainlyWendy
tinha
hadbeendreaming.ButWendyhadnotbeen
sonhando
dreaming,astheverynextnoite
nightshowed,thenightonque
whichtheextraordinaryadventuresofthesecrianças
childrenmaybesaidtohavebegun.On
as
thenightwespeakofallas
thechildrenwereoncemoreincama
bed.IthappenedtobeNana’seveningoff,
e
andMrs.Darlinghadbathedtheme
andsungtothemtillum
onebyonetheyhaddeixaram
letgoherhandandslidawayintothelandofsono
sleep.Allwerelookingsosafe
e
andcosythatshesmiledatherfearsagora
nowandsatdowntranquillybythefiretosew.Itwas
algo
somethingforMichael,whoonhisbirthdaywasgettingintoshirts.The
fogo
firewaswarm,however,andthenurserydimlylitbytrês
threenight-lights,andpresentlythesewinglayonMrs.Darling’slap.Thenher
cabeça
headnodded,oh,sogracefully.Shewasasleep.
Olha
Lookatthefourofthem,Wendye
andMichaeloverthere,Johnaqui
here,andMrs.Darlingbythefire.There
devia
shouldhavebeenafourthnight-light.Enquanto
Whileshesleptshehadum
adream.Shedreamtthat
a
theNeverlandhadcometooneare
andthatastrangeboytinha
hadbrokenthroughfromit.Hedidnotalarmher,forshe
pensou
thoughtshehadseenhimantes
beforeinthefacesofmuitas
manywomenwhohavenofilhos
children.Perhapsheistobe
encontrado
foundinthefacesofalgumas
somemothersalso.Butinher
sonho
dreamhehadrentthefilme
filmthatobscurestheNeverland,e
andshesawWendyandJohne
andMichaelpeepingthroughthegap.The
sonho
dreambyitselfwouldhavebeenatrifle,mas
butwhileshewasdreamingthewindowofthenurseryblewabriu
open,andaboydiddroponthefloor.Hewasaccompaniedby
uma
astrangelight,nobiggerthanyourfist,whichdartedaboutthequarto
roomlikealivingthinge
andIthinkitmustter
havebeenthislightthatwakenedMrs.Darling.She
começou
startedupwithacry,e
andsawtheboy,andsomehowshesabia
knewatoncethathewasPeterPan.Se
IfyouorIorWendyhadbeenlá
thereweshouldhaveseenque
thathewasverylikeMrs.Darling’skiss.Hewas
um
alovelyboy,cladinskeletonleavese
andthejuicesthatoozeoutoftreesmas
butthemostentrancingthingsobre
abouthimwasthathetinha
hadallhisfirstteeth.ChapterII.
A
THESHADOWMrs.
Darlingscreamed,
e
and,asifinanswertoum
abell,thedooropened,e
andNanaentered,returnedfromhereveningfora
out.Shegrowledandsprangat
o
theboy,wholeaptlightlythrougho
thewindow.AgainMrs.Darlingscreamed,this
vez
timeindistressforhim,forshepensou
thoughthewaskilled,andshecorreu
randownintothestreettolookforhispequeno
littlebody,butitwasnotlá
there;andshelookedup,
e
andintheblacknightshepodia
couldseenothingbutwhatshepensou
thoughtwasashootingstar.She
voltou
returnedtothenursery,andencontrou
foundNanawithsomethinginhermouth,que
whichprovedtobetheboy’sshadow.AsheleaptatthewindowNanahadcloseditquickly,
demais
toolatetocatchhim,mas
buthisshadowhadnothadtempo
timetogetout;slamwent
a
thewindowandsnappeditoff.You
pode
maybesureMrs.Darlingexamineda
theshadowcarefully,butitwasquitea
theordinarykind.Nanahad
não
nodoubtofwhatwasthemelhor
bestthingtodowithesta
thisshadow.Shehungitoutat
o
thewindow,meaning“Heissuretocomebackforit;letusputit
onde
wherehecangetiteasilysem
withoutdisturbingthechildren.”ButunfortunatelyMrs.Darling
podia
couldnotleaveithangingoutatthewindow,itlookedsolikethewashinge
andloweredthewholetoneofthecasa
house.ShethoughtofshowingittoMr.Darling,
mas
buthewastottingupwintergreat-coatsforJohne
andMichael,withawettowelaroundhiscabeça
headtokeephisbrainlimpo
clear,anditseemedashametotroublehim;besides,she
sabia
knewexactlywhathewoulddizer
say:“Itallcomesof
ter
havingadogforanurse.”Shedecidedtorolltheshadowup
e
andputitawaycarefullyinuma
adrawer,untilafittingopportunityveio
camefortellingherhusband.Ahme!
A
Theopportunitycameaweekdepois
later,onthatnever-to-be-forgottenFriday.Ofcourseitwas
uma
aFriday.“Ioughtto
ter
havebeenspeciallycarefulonuma
aFriday,”sheusedtodizer
sayafterwardstoherhusband,enquanto
whileperhapsNanawasontheoutro
othersideofher,holdingherhand.“No,no,”Mr.Darling
sempre
alwayssaid,“Iamresponsibleforittudo
all.I,GeorgeDarling,did
isso
it.Meaculpa,meaculpa.”
Hehadhad
uma
aclassicaleducation.Theysatthus
noite
nightafternightrecallingthatfatalFriday,tillcada
everydetailofitwasstampedontheirbrainse
andcamethroughontheoutro
othersidelikethefacesonuma
abadcoinage.“IfonlyI
tivesse
hadnotacceptedthatinvitationtodineat27,”Mrs.Darlingdisse
said.“IfonlyIhadnotpouredmymedicineintoNana’sbowl,”
disse
saidMr.Darling.“IfonlyI
tivesse
hadpretendedtolikethemedicine,”waswhatNana’sweteyesdizer
said.“Mylikingforparties,George.”
“Myfatalgiftofhumour,dearest.”
“Mytouchinessabouttrifles,
querido
dearmasterandmistress.”Then
um
oneormoreofthemiria
wouldbreakdownaltogether;Nanaatthe
pensar
thought,“It’strue,it’strue,theyoughtnottoter
havehadadogforum
anurse.”ManyatimeitwasMr.Darling
quem
whoputthehandkerchieftoNana’seyes.“Thatfiend!”
Mr.Darlingwouldcry,
e
andNana’sbarkwastheechoofit,mas
butMrs.DarlingneverupbraidedPeter;therewas
algo
somethingintheright-handcornerofhermouthque
thatwantedhernottochamasse
callPeternames.Theywould
sentavam
sitthereintheemptynursery,recallingfondlycada
everysmallestdetailofthatdreadfulevening.