What are you to do, Twin ?" "What my mother hopes.

John, what are--" But Hook had found his voice again.
"Tie her up!" he shouted.
It was Smee who tied her to the mast.

"See here, honey," he whispered, "I'll save you if you promise to be my mother." But not even for Smee would she make such a promise.

"I would almost rather have no children at all," she said disdainfully [scornfully].
It is sad to know that not a boy was looking at her as Smee tied her to the mast; the eyes of all were on the plank: that last little walk they were about to take.

They were no longer able to hope that they would walk it manfully, for the capacity to think had gone from them; they could stare and shiver only.
Hook smiled on them with his teeth closed, and took a step toward Wendy.
His intention was to turn her face so that she should see they boys walking the plank one by one.