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Hook nodded. He stood for a long time lost in thought, and at last a curdling smile lit up his swarthy face. Smee had been waiting for it. "Unrip your plan, captain," he cried eagerly. Voice Reading
"To return to the ship," Hook replied slowly through his teeth, "and cook a large rich cake of a jolly thickness with green sugar on it. Voice Reading
There can be but one room below, for there is but one chimney. Voice Reading
The silly moles had not the sense to see that they did not need a door apiece. Voice Reading
That shows they have no mother. Voice Reading
We will leave the cake on the shore of the Mermaids' Lagoon. Voice Reading
These boys are always swimming about there, playing with the mermaids. Voice Reading
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. Voice Reading
"Aha, they will die." Voice Reading
Smee had listened with growing admiration. Voice Reading
"It's the wickedest, prettiest policy ever I heard of!" he cried, and in their exultation they danced and sang: Voice Reading

"Avast, belay, when I appear, Voice Reading
By fear they're overtook; Voice Reading
Nought's left upon your bones when you Voice Reading
Have shaken claws with Hook." Voice Reading

They began the verse, but they never finished it, for another sound broke in and stilled them. There was at first such a tiny sound that a leaf might have fallen on it and smothered it, but as it came nearer it was more distinct. Voice Reading
Tick tick tick tick! Voice Reading
Hook stood shuddering, one foot in the air. Voice Reading
"The crocodile!" he gasped, and bounded away, followed by his bo'sun. Voice Reading
It was indeed the crocodile. It had passed the redskins, who were now on the trail of the other pirates. It oozed on after Hook. Voice Reading
Once more the boys emerged into the open; but the dangers of the night were not yet over, for presently Nibs rushed breathless into their midst, pursued by a pack of wolves. The tongues of the pursuers were hanging out; the baying of them was horrible. Voice Reading
"Save me, save me!" cried Nibs, falling on the ground. Voice Reading
"But what can we do, what can we do?" Voice Reading

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