Chapter 4
THE FLIGHT"Second to the right, and straight on till
morning."
That, Peter had told Wendy, was the way to the Neverland; but
even birds, carrying maps and consulting them at windy corners,
could not have sighted it with these instructions. Peter, you see,
just said anything that came into his head.
At first his companions trusted him implicitly, and so great
were the delights of flying that they wasted time circling round
church spires or any other tall objects on the way that took their
fancy.
John and Michael raced, Michael getting a start.
They recalled with contempt that not so long ago they had
thought themselves fine fellows for being able to fly round a
room.
Not long ago. But how long ago? They were flying over the sea
before this thought began to disturb
