"I think she said, 'Poor Tootles,'" he whispered.
"She lives," Peter said briefly.
Slightly cried instantly, "The Wendy lady lives." Then Peter knelt beside her and found his button.

You remember she had put it on a chain that she wore round her neck.
"See," he said, "the arrow struck against this.

It is the kiss I gave her.

It has saved her life." "I remember kisses," Slightly interposed quickly, "let me see it.

Ay, that's a kiss." Peter did not hear him.