“Peter Pan, or The Boy Who Would Not Grow Up”
knows the purpose of this yawning cavity, but after what he has gone through
he enters it like one greeting a friend.
The curtain rises to show
a very Napoleon on his ship. It must not rise again lest we see
him on the poop in
hat and cigars, and with a small iron claw.)
ACT V: SCENE 2, THE NURSERY AND THE TREE-TOPS
The old nursery appears again with everything just as it was at the beginning of the play, except
that the kennel has gone and that the window is standing open. So Peter was wrong about
mothers; indeed there is no subject on which he is so likely to be wrong.
Mrs. Darling is asleep on a chair near the window, her eyes tired with searching the heavens.
Nana is stretched out listless on the floor. She is the cynical one, and though custom has made
her hang the children's night things on the fire-guard for an airing, she surveys them not
hopefully but with some self-contempt.
(starting up as if we had whispered to her that her brats are coming back).
Wendy, John, Michael! (NANA
lifts a sympathetic paw to the poor soul's lap.)
I see you have
put their night things out again, Nana! It touches my heart to watch you do that night after night.
But they will never come back.
(In trouble the difference of station can be completely ignored, and it is not strange to see these
two using the same handkerchief. Enter
who in the gentleness with which the house has
been run of late is perhaps a little more masterful than of yore.)
(feeling herself degraded by the announcement).
Nana's dinner is served.
who quite understands what are
feelings, departs for the dining-room with our
exasperating leisureliness, instead of running, as we would all do if we followed our instincts.)
LIZA. To think I have a master as have changed places with his dog!
Out of remorse, Liza.
I am a married woman myself. I don't think it's respectable to go to
his office in a kennel, with the street boys running alongside cheering.
(Even this does not rouse
her mistress, which may have been the honourable intention.)
There, that is the cab fetching him
(Amid interested cheers from the street the kennel is conveyed to its old place by a cabby
and friend, and
scrambles out of it in his office clothes.)
(giving her his hat loftily).
If you will be so good, Liza.
(The cheering is
It is very gratifying!
Lot of little boys.
(with the new sweetness of one who has sworn never to lose his temper again).