` But they are ours , Peter , yours and mine . ' ` But not really , Wendy ? ' he asked anxiously . ` Not if you do n't wish it , ' she replied ; and she distinctly heard his sigh of relief . ` Peter , ' she asked , trying to speak firmly , ` what are your exact feelings for me ? ' ` Those of a devoted son , Wendy . ' ' I thought so , ' she said , and went and sat by herself at the extreme end of the room . ` You are so queer , ' he said , frankly puzzled , ` and Tiger Lily is just the same . There is something she wants to be to me , but she says it is not my mother . ' ` No , indeed , it is not , ' Wendy replied with frightful emphasis . Now we know why she was prejudiced against the redskins . ` Then what is it ? ' ` It is n't for a lady to tell . ' ` Oh , very well , ' Peter said , a little nettled . ` Perhaps Tinker Bell will tell me . ' ` Oh yes , Tinker Bell will tell you , ' Wendy retorted scornfully . ` She is an abandoned little creature . ' Here Tink , who was in her boudoir , eavesdropping , squeaked out something impudent . ` She says she glories in being abandoned , ' Peter interpreted . He had a sudden idea .
` Perhaps Tink wants to be my XXXXX ? '
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