Мэри Поппинс
Full Moon
Theytookastepforward,forhiscuriousdeepeyesseemedtodrawthemtowardshim.Longandnarrowtheywere,withadarksleepylookinthem,andinthemiddleofthatdarksleepinessawakefullightglitteredlikeajewel.
"Andwho,mayIask,arethese?"hesaidinhissoft,terrifyingvoice,lookingatthechildrenenquiringly.
"MissJaneBanksandMasterMichaelBanks,atyourservice,"saidtheBrownBeargruffly,asthoughhewerehalfafraid."Herfriends."
"Ah,herfriends.Thentheyarewelcome.Mydears,praybeseated."
JaneandMichael,feelingsomehowthattheywereinthepresenceofaKing—astheyhadnotfeltwhentheymettheLion—withdifficultydrewtheireyesfromthatcompellinggazeandlookedroundforsomethingtositon.TheBrownBearprovidedthisbysquattingdownhimselfandofferingthemeachafurryknee.
Janesaid,inawhisper:"Hetalksasthoughhewereagreatlord."
"Heis.He’sthelordofourworld—thewisestandmostterribleofusall,"saidtheBrownBearsoftlyandreverently.
TheHamadryadsmiled,along,slow,secretsmile,andturnedtoMaryPoppins.
"Cousin,"hebegan,gentlyhissing.
"Isshereallyhiscousin?"whisperedMichael.
"Firstcousinonceremoved—onthemother’sside,"returnedtheBrownBear,whisperingtheinformationbehindhispaw."But,listennow.He’sgoingtogivetheBirthdayPresent."
"Cousin,"repeatedtheHamadryad,"itislongsinceyourBirthdayfellontheFullMoonandlongsincewehavebeenabletocelebratetheeventaswecelebrateittonight.
