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"
Will
what
?
"
said
Miss
Persimmon
haughtily
.
"
Catch
the
Laughing
Gas
,
as
we
did
,
"
said
Michael
.
Miss
Persimmon
flung
back
her
head
scornfully
.
"
I
hope
,
young
man
,
"
she
retorted
,
"
I
have
more
respect
for
myself
than
to
go
bouncing
about
in
the
air
like
a
rubber
ball
on
the
end
of
a
bat
.
I
'll
stay
on
my
own
feet
,
thank
you
,
or
my
name
's
not
Amy
Persimmon
,
and
--
oh
dear
,
oh
dear
,
my
goodness
,
oh
DEAR
--
what
is
the
matter
?
I
ca
n't
walk
,
I
'm
going
,
I
--
oh
,
help
,
HELP
!
"
For
Miss
Persimmon
,
quite
against
her
will
,
was
off
the
ground
and
was
stumbling
through
the
air
,
rolling
from
side
to
side
like
a
very
thin
barrel
,
balancing
the
tray
in
her
hand
.
She
was
almost
weeping
with
distress
as
she
arrived
at
the
table
and
put
down
her
)
jug
of
hot
water
,
i
"
Thank
you
,
"
said
Mary
Poppins
in
a
calm
,
very
polite
voice
.
Then
Miss
Persimmon
turned
and
went
wafting
down
again
,
murmuring
as
she
went
:
"
So
undignified
--
and
me
a
well-behaved
,
steady-going
woman
.
I
must
see
a
doctor
--
"
When
she
touched
the
floor
she
ran
hurriedly
out
of
the
room
,
wringing
her
hands
,
and
not
giving
a
single
glance
backwards
.
"
So
undignified
!
"
they
heard
her
moaning
as
she
shut
the
door
behind
her
.
"
Her
name
ca
n't
be
Amy
Persimmon
,
because
she
did
n't
stay
on
her
own
feet
!
"
whispered
Jane
to
Michael
.
But
Mr.
Wigg
was
looking
at
Mary
Poppins
--
a
curious
look
,
half-amused
,
half-accusing
.
