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Miss Lark's Andrew
"Whatishesayingnow?"ForAndrewwasbarkingagain.
"HesaysthatifhecomesbackyouarenevertomakehimwearovercoatsorgototheHairdresser’sagain—that’shislastword,"saidMaryPoppins.
Therewasapause.
"Verywell,"saidMissLarkatlast."ButIwarnyou,Andrew,ifyoucatchyourdeathofcold—don’tblameme!"
Andwiththatsheturnedandwalkedhaughtilyupthesteps,sniffingawaythelastofhertears.
AndrewcockedhisheadtowardsWilloughbyasiftosay:"Comeon!"andthetwoofthemwaltzedsidebysideslowlyupthegardenpath,wavingtheirtailslikebanners,andfollowedMissLarkintothehouse.
"Heisn’taninkypoopafterall,yousee,"saidJane,astheywentupstairstothenurseryandTea.
"No,"agreedMichael."ButhowdoyouthinkMaryPoppinsknew?"
"Idon’tknow,"saidJane."Andshe’llnever,nevertellus.Iamsureofthat…"
