`` Why do n't you go ? '' the old one asked politely . `` I suppose , '' said Peter huskily , `` I suppose I can still fly ? '' You see , he had lost faith . `` Poor little half-and-half , '' said Solomon , who was not really hard-hearted , `` you will never be able to fly again , not even on windy days . You must live here on the island always . '' `` And never even go to the Kensington Gardens ? '' Peter asked tragically . `` How could you get across ? '' said Solomon . He promised very kindly , however , to teach Peter as many of the bird ways as could be learned by one of such an awkward shape . `` Then I sha 'n' t be exactly a human ? '' Peter asked . `` No . '' `` Nor exactly a bird ? '' `` No . '' `` What shall I be ? '' `` You will be a Betwixt-and-Between , '' Solomon said , and certainly he was a wise old fellow , for that is exactly how it turned out . The birds on the island never got used to him . His oddities tickled them every day , as if they were quite new , though it was really the birds that were new .
They came out of the eggs daily , and laughed at him at once , then off they soon flew to be humans , and other XXXXX came out of other eggs , and so it went on forever .
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