In a moment he had recovered his shadow , and in his delight he forgot that he had shut Tinker Bell up in the drawer . If he thought at all , but I do n't believe he ever thought , it was that he and his shadow , when brought near each other , would join like drops of water , and when they did not he was appalled . He tried to stick it on with soap from the bathroom , but that also failed . A shudder passed through Peter , and he sat on the floor and cried . His sobs woke Wendy , and she sat up in bed . She was not alarmed to see a stranger crying on the nursery floor ; she was only pleasantly interested . `` Boy , '' she said courteously , `` why are you crying ? '' Peter could be exceeding polite also , having learned the grand manner at fairy ceremonies , and he rose and bowed to her beautifully . She was much pleased , and bowed beautifully to him from the bed . `` What 's your name ? '' he asked . `` Wendy Moira Angela Darling , '' she replied with some satisfaction . `` What is your name ? '' `` Peter Pan . '' She was already sure that he must be Peter , but it did seem a comparatively short name . `` Is that all ? '' `` Yes , '' he said rather sharply . He felt for the first time that it was a shortish name . `` I 'm so sorry , '' said Wendy Moira Angela . `` It does n't matter , '' Peter gulped .
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