Мэри Поппинс
East Wind
Iwon’t!"
ButMaryPoppins’seyeswerefixeduponhim,andMichaelsuddenlydiscoveredthatyoucouldnotlookatMaryPoppinganddisobeyher.Therewassomethingstrangeandextraordinaryabouther—somethingthatwasfrighteningandatthesametimemostexciting.Thespooncamenearer.Heheldhisbreath,shuthiseyesandgulped.Adelicioustasteranroundhismouth.Heturnedhistongueinit.Heswallowed,andahappysmileranroundhisface.
"Strawberryice,"hesaidecstatically."More,more,more!"
ButMaryPoppins,herfaceassternasbefore,waspouringoutadoseforJane.Itranintothespoon,silvery,greeny,yellowy.Janetastedit.
"Lime-juicecordial,"shesaid,slidinghertonguedeliciouslyoverherlips.ButwhenshesawMaryPoppinsmovingtowardstheTwinswiththebottleJanerushedather.
"Oh,no—please.They’retooyoung.Itwouldn’tbegoodforthem.Please!"
MaryPoppins,however,tooknonotice,butwithawarning,terribleglanceatJane,tippedthespoontowardsJohn’smouth.Helappedatiteagerly,andbythefewdropsthatwerespiltonhisbib,JaneandMichaelcouldtellthatthesubstanceinthespoonthistimewasmilk.ThenBarbarahadhershare,andshegurgledandlickedthespoontwice.
MaryPoppinsthenpouredoutanotherdoseandsolemnlytookitherself.
"Rumpunch,"shesaid,smackingherlipsandcorkingthebottle.
Jane’seyesandMichael’spoppedwithastonishment,buttheywerenotgivenmuchtimetowonder,forMaryPoppins,havingputthemiraculousbottleonthemantelpiece,turnedtothem.
"Now,"shesaid,"spit-spotintobed.
