“Boy,” she said courteously, “why are you crying?” Peter could be exceedingly polite also, having learned the grand manner at the fairy ceremonies, and he rose and bowed to her beautifully. She was much pleased, and bowed beautifully to him from the bed. “What’s your name?” he asked. “Wendy Moira Angela Darling,” she replied with some satisfaction. “What is your name?” “Peter Pan.”