Мэри Поппинс

           Thewind,withawildcry,slippedundertheumbrella,pressingitupwardsasthoughtryingtoforceitoutofMaryPoppins’shand.Butsheheldontightly,andthat,apparently,waswhatthewindwantedhertodo,forpresentlyitliftedtheumbrellahigherintotheairandMaryPoppinsfromtheground.Itcarriedherlightlysothathertoesjustgrazedalongthegardenpath.Thenitliftedheroverthefrontgateandsweptherupwardstowardsthebranchesofthecherry-treesintheLane.

           "She’sgoing,Jane,she’sgoing!"criedMichael,weeping.

           "Quick!"criedJane."LetusgettheTvins.Theymustseethelastofher."Shehadnodoubtnow,norhadMichael,thatMaryPoppinshadgoneforgoodbecausethewindhadchanged.

           TheyeachseizedaTwinandrushedbacktothewindow.

           MaryPoppinswasintheupperairnow,floatingawayoverthecherry-treesandtheroofsofthehouses,holdingtightlytotheumbrellawithonehandandtothecarpetbagwiththeother.

           TheTwinsbegantocryquietly.

           WiththeirfreehandsJaneandMichaelopenedthewindowandmadeonelastefforttostayMaryPoppins’sflight.

           "MaryPoppins!"theycried."MaryPoppins,comeback!"

           Butsheeitherdidnothearordeliberatelytooknonotice.Forshewentsailingonandon,upintothecloudy,whistlingair,tillatlastshewaswaftedawayoverthehillandthechildrencouldseenothingbutthetreesbendingandmoaningunderthewildwestwind….

           "Shedidwhatshesaidshewould,anyway.Shestayedtillthewindchanged,"saidJane,sighingandturningsadlyfromthewindow.ShetookJohntohiscotandputhimintoit.