“Peter flung out his arms. There were no children there, and it was night time; but he addressed all who might be dreaming of the Neverland, and who were therefore nearer to him than you think: boys and girls in their nighties, and naked papooses in their baskets hung from trees.
"Do you believe?"”

— J. M. Barrie , book Peter Pan

he cried.
Source: Peter and Wendy (1911), Ch. 13

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