“One more word from you — ” began Mary Poppins, and she said it in such a peculiarly threatening voice that even Michael felt a little nervous. “One more word and I’ll — ”
She did not say what she would do, but he quickened his pace.
“Pull yourself together, Michael,” said Jane in a whisper.
“You shut up,” he said, but so low that Mary Poppins could not hear.
“Now, sir,” said Mary Poppins. “Off you go — in front of me, please. I’m not going to have you stravaiging behind any longer. You’ll oblige me by going on ahead.” She pushed him in front of her. “And,” she continued, “there’s a shiny thing sparkling on the path just along there. I’ll thank you to go and pick it up and bring it to me. Somebody’s dropped their tiara, perhaps.”
Against his will (против своего желания), but because he didn’t dare not to (но потому, что он не смел не делать), Michael looked in the direction (Майкл посмотрел в направлении) in which she was pointing (в котором она показывала). Yes — there was something shining on the path (да —
Jane ran up and looked at it over his shoulder (Джейн подбежала и посмотрела на нее через его плечо).
“What is it, Michael (что есть это)?” she asked (она спросила).
“I won’t tell you (я не скажу тебе),” said Michael, though he didn’t know himself (хотя он не знал сам).
“Mary Poppins, what is it (Мэри Поппинс, что это)?” demanded Jane (спросила Джейн), as the perambulator drew up beside them (когда коляска остановилась рядом с ними;
swaggering ['swægqrIŋ] swung [swAŋ] stooping [stu:pIŋ]
Against his will, but because he didn’t dare not to, Michael looked in the direction in which she was pointing.Yes — there was something shining on the path. From that distance it looked very interesting, and its sparkling rays of light seemed to beckon him. He walked on, swaggering a little, going as slowly as he dared and pretending that he didn’t really want to see what it was.
He reached the spot and, stooping, picked up the shining thing. It was a small, round sort of box with a glass top and on the glass an arrow marked. Inside, a round disc that seemed to be covered with letters swung gently as he moved the box.
Jane ran up and looked at it over his shoulder.
“What is it, Michael?” she asked.
“I won’t tell you,” said Michael, though he didn’t know himself.
“Mary Poppins, what is it?” demanded Jane, as the perambulator drew up beside them. Mary Poppins took the little box from Michael’s hand.
“It’s mine (она — моя),” he said jealously (он сказал ревностно).
“No, mine (нет, моя),” said Mary Poppins. “I saw it first (я увидела ее первой;
“But I picked it up (но я поднял ее;