Illustrated by Mary Shepard
On sailed a curious figure, its feet neatly clearing the tops of the trees. Jane and Michael could see the face now, and the well-known features - coal-black hair, bright blue eyes and nose turned upward like the nose of a Dutch doll. The figure drifted down between the lime trees and alighted primly upon the grass. "Mary Poppins, Mary Poppins," they cried, and flung themselves upon her.
