Suddenly he tried the guessing game.
"Hook," he called, "have you another voice ?" Now Peter could never resist a game, and he answered blithely in his own voice, "I have." "And another name ?" "Ay, ay." "Vegetable ?" asked Hook.
"No." "Mineral ?" "No." "Animal ?" "Yes." "Man ?" "No!" This answer rang out scornfully.
"Boy ?" "Yes." "Ordinary boy ?" "No!" "Wonderful boy ?" To Wendy's pain the answer that rang out this time was "Yes." "Are you in England ?" "No." "Are you here ?" "Yes." Hook was completely puzzled.

"You ask him some questions," he said to the others, wiping his damp brow.
Smee reflected.

"I can't think of a thing," he said regretfully.
"Can't guess, can't guess!" crowed Peter.

"Do you give it up ?" Of course in his pride he was carrying the game too far, and the miscreants [villains] saw their chance.
"Yes, yes," they answered eagerly.
"Well, then," he cried, "I am Peter Pan." Pan! In a moment Hook was himself again, and Smee and Starkey were his faithful henchmen.
"Now we have him," Hook shouted.

"Into the water, Smee.