He gave it a little push , and it ran from him , which made him think it must be alive after all ; but , as it had run from him , he was not afraid . So he stretched out his hand to pull it to him , but this time it ran at him , and he was so alarmed that he leapt the railing and scudded away to his boat . You must not think , however , that he was a coward , for he came back next night with a crust in one hand and a stick in the other , but the perambulator had gone , and he never saw another one . I have promised to tell you also about his paddle . It was a child 's spade which he had found near St. Govor 's Well , and he thought it was a paddle . Do you pity Peter Pan for making these mistakes ? If so , I think it rather silly of you . What I mean is that , of course , one must pity him now and then , but to pity him all the time would be impertinence . He thought he had the most splendid time in the Gardens , and to think you have it is almost quite as good as really to have it . He played without ceasing , while you often waste time by being mad-dog or Mary-Annish . He could be neither of these things , for he had never heard of them , but do you think he is to be pitied for that ? Oh , he was merry . He was as much merrier than you , for instance , as you are merrier than your father . Sometimes he fell , like a spinning-top , from sheer merriment . Have you seen a greyhound leaping the fences of the Gardens ? That is how Peter leaps them . And think of the music of his pipe . Gentlemen who walk home at night write to the papers to say they heard a nightingale in the Gardens , but it is really Peter 's pipe they hear . Of course , he had no mother -- at least , what use was she to him ? You can be sorry for him for that , but do n't be too sorry , for the next thing I mean to tell you is how he revisited her .
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