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Full Moon
"Birdandbeastandstoneandstar—weareallone,allone—"murmuredtheHamadryad,softlyfoldinghishoodabouthimashehimselfswayedbetweenthechildren.
"Childandserpent,starandstone—allone."
Thehissingvoicegrewsofter.Thecriesoftheswayinganimalsdwindledandbecamefainter.JaneandMichael,astheylistened,feltthemselvesgentlyrockingtoo,orasiftheywerebeingrocked….
Soft,shadedlightfellontheirfaces.
"Asleepanddreaming—bothofthem,"saidawhisperingvoice.WasitthevoiceoftheHamadryad,ortheirMother’svoiceasshetuckedthemin,onherusualnightlyroundoftheNursery?
"Good."WasthattheBrownBeargrufflyspeaking,orMr.Banks?
JaneandMichael,rockingandswaying,couldnottell…couldnottell….
"Ihadsuchastrangedreamlastnight,"saidJane,asshesprinkledsugaroverherporridgeatbreakfast."IdreamedwewereattheZooanditwasMaryPoppins’sbirthday,andinsteadofanimalsinthecagestherewerehumanbeings,andalltheanimalswereoutside—"
"Why,that’smydream.Idreamedthat,too,"saidMichael,lookingverysurprised.
"Wecan’tbothhavedreamedthesamething,"saidJane."Areyousure?DoyouremembertheLionwhocurledhismaneandtheSealwhowantedusto—"
"Divefororange-peel?"saidMichael."OfcourseIdo!Andthebabiesinsidethecage,andthePenguinwhocouldn’tfindarhymeandtheHamadryad—"
"Thenitcouldn’thavebeenadreamatall,"saidJaneemphatically."Itmusthavebeentrue.Andifitwas—"ShelookedcuriouslyatMaryPoppins,whowasboilingthemilk
