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"
There
is
no
call
for
you
to
be
funny
,
"
said
Mary
Poppins
,
in
such
a
voice
that
Michael
felt
that
,
indeed
,
there
was
n't
.
"
And
it
is
time
to
go
home
.
"
There
!
She
had
said
the
very
words
they
had
been
hoping
she
would
n't
say
.
That
was
so
like
Mary
Poppins
.
"
Just
five
minutes
longer
,
"
pleaded
Jane
.
"
Ah
do
,
Mary
Poppins
!
You
look
so
nice
in
your
new
gloves
,
"
said
Michael
wilily
.
But
Mary
Poppins
,
though
she
appreciated
the
remark
,
was
not
taken
in
by
it
.
"
No
,
"
she
said
,
and
closed
her
mouth
with
a
snap
and
stalked
towards
the
doorway
.
"
Oh
,
dear
!
"
said
Michael
to
himself
,
as
he
followed
her
,
staggering
under
the
weight
of
his
parcels
.
"
If
only
she
would
say
'
Yes
'
for
once
!
"
But
Mary
Poppins
hurried
on
and
they
had
to
go
with
her
.
Behind
them
Father
Christmas
was
waving
his
hand
,
and
the
Fairy
Queen
on
the
Christmas
tree
and
all
the
other
dolls
were
smiling
sadly
and
saying
,
"
Take
me
home
,
somebody
!
"
and
the
aeroplanes
were
all
beating
their
wings
and
saying
in
bird-like
voices
,
"
Let
me
fly
!
Ah
,
do
let
me
fly
!
"
Jane
and
Michael
hurried
away
,
closing
their
ears
to
those
enchanting
voices
,
and
feeling
that
the
time
in
the
Toy
Department
had
been
unreasonably
and
cruelly
short
.
