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John and Barbara's Story
"Hullo,hullo,hullo!Hereweareagain!"hescreamedjoyfully,landingwithalittlewobbleuponthewindow-sill.
"Well,how’sthegirl?"heenquiredcheekilyofMaryPoppins,cockinghislittleheadononesideandregardingherwithbright,amused,twinklingeyes.
"Nonethebetterforyourasking,"saidMaryPoppins,tossingherhead.
TheStarlinglaughed.
"SameoldMaryP.,"hesaid."NochangeoutofyouHowaretheotherones—thecuckoos?"heasked,andlookedacrossatBarbara’scot.
"Well,Barbarina,"hebeganinhissoft,wheedlingvoice,"anythingfortheoldfellowtoday?"
"Be-lah-belah-belah-belah!"saidBarbara,crooninggentlyasshecontinuedtoeatherarrowrootbiscuit.
TheStarling,withastartofsurprise,hoppedalittlenearer.
"Isaid,"herepeatedmoredistinctly,"isthereanythingfortheoldfellowtoday,Barbiedear?"
"Ba-loo—ba-loo—ba-loo,"murmuredBarbara,staringattheceilingassheswallowedthelastsweetcrumb.
TheStarlingstaredather.
"Ha!"hesaidsuddenly,andturnedandlookedenquiringlyatMaryPoppins.Herquietglancemethisinalonglook.
ThenwithadartingmovementtheStarlingflewovertoJohn’scotandalightedontherail.Johnhadalargewoollylambhuggedcloseinhisarms.
"What’smyname?What’smyname?What’smyname?"criedtheStarlinginashrillanxiousvoice.
"Er-umph!"saidJohn,openinghismouthandputtingthelegofthewoollylambintoit.
WithalittleshakeoftheheadtheStarlingturnedaway.
"So—it’shappened,"hesaidquietlytoMaryPoppins.
Shenodded.
TheStarlinggazeddejectedlyforamomentattheTwins
