Мэри Поппинс
West Wind
Michaelsaidnothing,butashebroughtBarbarabackandtuckedherintobedhewassniffinguncomfortably.
Floatingawayovertheroofsofthehouses
"Iwonder,"saidJane,"ifwe’lleverseeheragain?"
Suddenlytheyheardvoicesonthestairs.
"Children,children!"Mrs.Bankswascallingassheopenedthedoor."Children—Iamverycross.MaryPoppinshasleftus—"
"Yes,"saidJaneandMichael.
"Youknew,then?"saidMrs.Banks,rathersurprised."Didshetellyoushewasgoing?"
Theyshooktheirheads,andMrs.Bankswenton:
"It’soutrageous.Oneminutehereandgonethenext.Notevenanapology.Simplysaid,’I’mgoing!’andoffshewent.Anythingmorepreposterous,morethoughtless,morediscourteous—Whatisit,Michael?"Shebrokeoffcrossly,forMichaelhadgraspedherskirtinhishandsandwasshakingher."Whatisit,child?"
"Didshesayshe’dcomeback?"hecried,nearlyknockinghisMotherover."Tellme—didshe?"
"YouwillnotbehavelikeaRedIndian,Michael,"shesaid,looseninghishold."Idon’trememberwhatshesaid,exceptthatshewasgoing.ButIcertainlyshan’thaveherbackifshedoeswanttocome.Leavingmehighanddrywithnobodytohelpmeandwithoutawordofnotice."
"Oh,Mother!"saidJanereproachfully.
"Youareaverycruelwoman,"saidMichael,clenchinghisfist,asthoughatanyminutehewouldhavetostrikeher.
"Children!I’mashamedofyou—reallyIam!TowantbackanybodywhohastreatedyourMothersobadly.I’mutterlyshocked."
Janeburstintotears.
