The silly moles had not the sense to see that they did not need a door apiece.
That shows they have no mother.

We will leave the cake on the shore of the Mermaids' Lagoon.

These boys are always swimming about there, playing with the mermaids.

They will find the cake and they will gobble it up, because, having no mother, they don't know how dangerous 'tis to eat rich damp cake." He burst into laughter, not hollow laughter now, but honest laughter.

"Aha, they will die." Smee had listened with growing admiration.
"It's the wickedest, prettiest policy ever I heard of!" he cried, and in their exultation they danced and sang: "Avast, belay, when I appear, By fear they're overtook; Nought's left upon your bones when you Have shaken claws with Hook." They began the verse, but they never finished it, for another sound broke in and stilled them.