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"Then tell him to stop showing off," said John.
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street you may run your finger along an iron railing. They
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rather like showing off, especially as he kept looking behind to
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"You must be nice to him," Wendy impressed on her brothers.
"What could we do if he were to leave us!"
"We could go back," Michael said.
"How could we ever find our way back without him?"
"Well, then, we could go on," said John.
"That is the awful thing, John. We should have to go on, for
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This was true, Peter had forgotten to show them how to stop.
John said that if the worst came to the worst, all they had to
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they must come back to their own window.
"And who is to get food for us, John?"
"I nipped a bit out of that eagle's mouth pretty neatly,
Wendy."
"After the twentieth try," Wendy reminded him. "And even
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clouds and things if he is not near to give us a hand."
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