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"
Yes
,
and
on
her
hat
.
"
"
And
on
her
basket
with
the
bags
in
it
?
"
"
Yes
,
and
some
on
her
knee
.
Then
she
smooths
down
the
head-feathers
of
each
one
in
turn
and
tells
it
to
be
a
good
bird
--
"
"
In
the
bird
language
?
"
"
Yes
.
And
when
they
are
all
sleepy
and
do
n't
want
to
stay
awake
any
longer
,
she
spreads
out
her
skirts
,
as
a
mother
hen
spreads
out
her
wings
,
and
the
birds
go
creep
,
creep
,
creeping
underneath
.
And
as
soon
as
the
last
one
is
under
she
settles
down
over
them
,
making
little
brooding
,
nesting
noises
and
they
sleep
there
till
the
morning
.
"
Michael
sighed
happily
He
loved
the
story
and
was
never
tired
of
hearing
it
.
"
And
it
's
all
quite
true
,
is
n't
it
?
"
he
said
,
just
as
he
always
did
.
"
No
,
"
said
Mary
Poppins
,
who
always
said
"
No
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
Jane
,
who
always
knew
everything
...
.
Two
pounds
of
sausages
--
Best
Pork
,
"
said
Mary
Poppins
.
"
And
at
once
,
please
.
We
're
in
a
hurry
.
"
