“Day, Mary!” he said, putting a finger lazily to the brim of his hat. “And how are you keeping?”
Mary Poppins looked up from her knitting.
“None the better for your asking,” she said, with a loud sniff.
Jane and Michael could not see the man’s face for the brim of his hat was well pulled down, but from the way bells jingled they knew he was laughing.
“Busy as usual, I see!” he remarked, glancing at the knitting. “But then, you always were, even at Court. If you weren’t dusting the Throne you’d be making the King’s bed, and if you weren’t doing that you were polishing the Crown Jewels. I never knew such a one for work!”
“Well, it’s more than anyone could say for you,” said Mary Poppins crossly.
“Ah,” laughed the Stranger, “that’s just where you’re wrong! I’m always busy. Doing nothing takes a great deal of time! All the time, in fact!”