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On snailed the curious figure, its feet neatly clearing the tops of the trees. They could see the face now, and the well-known features – coal-black hair, bright blue eyes and nose turned upwards 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…