The Shadow

For a moment after Mr. and Mrs. Darling left the house, the nightlights by the beds of the three children continued to burn clearly. They were awfully nice little nightlights, and one cannot help wishing that they could have kept awake to see Peter. But Wendy's light blinked and gave such a yawn that the other two yawned also. Before they could close their mouths, all the three went out.

There was another light in the room now, a thousand times brighter than the nightlights. And, in the time we have taken to say this, it had been in all the drawers in the bedroom, looking for Peter's shadow. It rummaged the dresser and closet. It even turned every pocket inside out. It was not really a light. It made this light by flashing about so quickly, but when it came to rest for a second you saw it was a fairy, no longer than your hand, but still growing.…