Мэри Поппинс
Mrs. Corry
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MaryPoppinssteppedforwardandpressedherthreepenny-bitagainstthecollarofMrs.Corry’scoat.
TothesurpriseofJaneandMichael,itstuck.
Thentheyputtheirson—Jane’sontherightshoulderandMichael’sonthefronthem.Theirsstuck,too.
"Howveryextraordinary,"saidJane.
"Notatall,mydear,"saidMrs.Corrychuckling."Orrather,notsoextraordinaryasotherthingsIcouldmention."AndshewinkedlargelyatMaryPoppins.
"I’mafraidwemustbeoffnow,Mrs.Corry,"saidMaryPoppins."ThereisBakedCustardforlunch,andImustbehomeintimetomakeit.ThatMrs.Brill—"
"Apoorcook?"enquiredMrs.Corryinterrupting.
"Poor!"saidMaryPoppinscontemptuously."That’snottheword."
"Ah!"Mrs.Corryputherfingeralongsidehernoseandlookedverywise.Thenshesaid:
"Well,mydearMissPoppins,ithasbeenaverypleasantvisitandIamsuremygirlshaveenjoyeditasmuchasIhave."Shenoddedinthedirectionofhertwolargemournfuldaughters."Andyou’llcomeagainsoon,won’tyou,withJaneandMichaelandtheBabies?Now,areyousureyoucancarrytheGingerbread?"shecontinued,turningtoMichaelandJane.
Theynodded.Mrs.Corrydrewclosertothem,withacurious,important,inquisitivelookonherface.
"Iwonder,"shesaiddreamily,"whatyouwilldowiththepaperstars?"
"Oh,we’llkeepthem,"saidJane."Wealwaysdo."
"Ah—youkeepthem!AndIwonderwhereyoukeepthem?"Mrs.Corry’seyeswerehalfclosedandshelookedmoreinquisitivethanever.
"Well,"Janebegan.
