{"product_id":"2940014347341","title":"THE STORY OF PETER PAN","description":"CONTENTS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e      PART I EARLY DAYS\u003cbr\u003e     PART II THE NEVER-NEVER-NEVER LAND\u003cbr\u003e    PART III THE MERMAIDS' LAGOON\u003cbr\u003e     PART IV THE UNDERGROUND HOME\u003cbr\u003e      PART V THE PIRATE SHIP\u003cbr\u003e     PART VI HOME, SWEET HOME\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eLIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    WITH THE SPRING COMES WENDY                         _colour-plate_\u003cbr\u003e    WITH MICHAEL SITTING ON HER BACK                    _colour-plate_\u003cbr\u003e    THE SHADOW HELD ON BEAUTIFULLY\u003cbr\u003e    WENDY GENTLY KISSED HIS CHEEK                       _colour-plate_\u003cbr\u003e    AWAY THEY FLOATED\u003cbr\u003e    SLIGHTLY WAS DANCING MERRILY WITH AN OSTRICH        _colour-plate_\u003cbr\u003e    \"THE CROCODILE! THE CROCODILE!\"\u003cbr\u003e    THE INDIANS CREPT SILENTLY UP\u003cbr\u003e    THE LOST BOYS KNELT BEFORE HER                      _colour-plate_\u003cbr\u003e    SHE WAS COMBING HER LONG TRESSES\u003cbr\u003e    SHE SLIPPED OUT OF HIS GRASP\u003cbr\u003e    A FIERCE FIGHT ENSUED\u003cbr\u003e    SPREADING HIS COAT TO THE WIND, HE SAILED MERRILY   _colour-plate_\u003cbr\u003e    SEIZED BY ONE OF THE SWARTHY RUFFIANS\u003cbr\u003e    HE PERCEIVED TINKER BELL IN HIS GLASS               _colour-plate_\u003cbr\u003e    THE PIRATE SHIP\u003cbr\u003e    \"THAT MAN IS MINE!\"                                 _colour-plate_\u003cbr\u003e    RIGHT INTO THE JAWS OF THE CROCODILE!\u003cbr\u003e    NURSE TO THE PAPOOSES!\u003cbr\u003e    HE WOULD LIVE IN THE KENNEL TILL HIS CHILDREN'S RETURN\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePART I EARLY DAYS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e[Illustration: music score]\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    LULLABY\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e    Gold-en slum-bers kiss your eyes,\u003cbr\u003e    Smiles a-wake you when you rise, Sleep, pret-ty dar-ling,\u003cbr\u003e    do not cry, And I will sing a lul-la-by.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIn one of the nicest nurseries in the world there were beds for three\u003cbr\u003eyoung people called John Napoleon, and Wendy Moira Angela, and\u003cbr\u003eMichael, the children of Mr. and Mrs. Darling. The nursery was wide\u003cbr\u003eand airy, with a large window, and a bright fire with a high\u003cbr\u003efire-guard round it, and a big clock, and prettily-coloured\u003cbr\u003enursery-rhyme pictures over the walls. It was in many ways a most\u003cbr\u003einteresting household. For one thing, although there was a pretty\u003cbr\u003elittle parlour-maid called Liza, the children were bathed and dressed\u003cbr\u003eby a big dog called Nana, whose kennel was kept in the nursery.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn the evening on which our story begins, Nana was dozing peacefully\u003cbr\u003eby the fireside, with her head between her paws. Mr. and Mrs. Darling\u003cbr\u003ewere getting ready to go out to dinner and Nana was to be left in sole\u003cbr\u003echarge of the children. Presently the clock went off with a whirr, and\u003cbr\u003estruck--one, two, three, four, five, six--time to begin to put the\u003cbr\u003echildren to bed.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eNana got up, and stretched herself, and carefully switched on the\u003cbr\u003eelectric light. You would have been surprised to see how cleverly she\u003cbr\u003emanaged to do that with her mouth. Then she turned the bedclothes\u003cbr\u003eneatly down and hung the little pyjamas over the fire-guard. She then\u003cbr\u003etrotted up to the bathroom and turned on the water; after feeling it\u003cbr\u003ewith her paw to make sure that it was not too hot, she went off to\u003cbr\u003elook for Michael, who, being the youngest of the three children, must\u003cbr\u003ego to bed first. She returned immediately with him sitting astride on\u003cbr\u003eher back as though she were a pony. Michael, of course, did not want\u003cbr\u003eto be bathed, but Nana was firm and, taking him to the bathroom, shut\u003cbr\u003ethe door so that he should not be in a draught. Then Mrs. Darling came\u003cbr\u003eto peep at him as he splashed about in the nice warm water.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhilst Mrs. Darling was in the nursery she heard a wee noise outside\u003cbr\u003ethe window, as a tiny figure, no bigger than a little boy, tried the\u003cbr\u003ewindow-latch, and vanished suddenly at her cry of surprise. She flung\u003cbr\u003ethe window open, but there was nothing to be seen, nothing but the dim\u003cbr\u003eroofs of the neighbouring houses, and the deep blue sky above. She\u003cbr\u003ebegan to frighten herself with eerie bogie tales, for the same thing\u003cbr\u003ehad happened the day before, when Nana had gone to the window and shut\u003cbr\u003eit down so quickly that she had cut off the boy's shadow. Mrs. Darling\u003cbr\u003ehad found it in Nana's mouth, and had carefully folded it and put it\u003cbr\u003eaway. But she soon felt reassured when her children came in together\u003cbr\u003ein answer to her call. John Napoleon and Wendy were playing at their\u003cbr\u003efavourite game of being Father and Mother, and Mrs. Darling's\u003cbr\u003ebeautiful face beamed with delight as she listened to them. Suddenly,\u003cbr\u003ein rushed Mr. Darling, very much excited because he could not\u003cbr\u003efasten his evening tie (evening ties are difficult things to fasten,\u003cbr\u003eyou know). Mrs. Darling easily managed that for him, and he was soon\u003cbr\u003eskipping about the room with Michael on his back, dropping him finally\u003cbr\u003einto his bed with a big \"bump-ah!\"----","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47073922187504,"sku":"2940014347341","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014347341_p0.jpg?v=1763616123","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014347341","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}