Sometimes they hung in the air until Peter had beaten on it with his fists . `` They do n't want us to land , '' he explained . `` Who are they ? '' Wendy whispered , shuddering . But he could not or would not say . Tinker Bell had been asleep on his shoulder , but now he wakened her and sent her on in front . Sometimes he poised himself in the air , listening intently , with his hand to his ear , and again he would stare down with eyes so bright that they seemed to bore two holes to earth . Having done these things , he went on again . His courage was almost appalling . `` Would you like an adventure now , '' he said casually to John , `` or would you like to have your tea first ? '' Wendy said `` tea first '' quickly , and Michael pressed her hand in gratitude , but the braver John hesitated . `` What kind of adventure ? '' he asked cautiously . `` There 's a pirate asleep in the pampas just beneath us , '' Peter told him . `` If you like , we 'll go down and kill him . '' `` I do n't see him , '' John said after a long pause . `` I do . '' `` Suppose , '' John said , a little huskily , `` he were to wake up . '' Peter spoke indignantly . `` You do n't think I would kill him while he was sleeping !
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