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say to myself: 'I've got fourteen pots of honey left.' Or
fifteen, as the case may be. It's sort of comforting."
"Well, let's call it sixteen," said Rabbit. "What I
came to say was: Have you seen Small anywhere about?"
"I don't think so," said Pooh. And then, after thinking
a little more, he said? Who is Small?"
"One of my friends-and-relations," said Rabbit
carelessly.
This didn't help Pooh much, because Rabbit had so many
friends-and-relations, and of such different sorts and sizes,
that he didn't know whether he ought to be looking for Small at
the top of an oaktree or in the petal of a buttercup.
"I haven't seen anybody to-day," said Pooh, "not so as
to say 'Hallo, Small!' to. Did you want him for anything?"
"I don't want him," said Rabbit. "But it's always
useful to know where a friend-and-relation is, whether you want
him or whether you
don't."
"Oh, I see," said Pooh. "Is he lost?"
"Well," said Rabbit, "nobody has seen him for a long
time, so I suppose he is. Anyhow," he went on importantly, "I
promised Christopher
Robin I'd Organize a Search for him, so come on."
Pooh said good-bye affectionately to his fourteen pots
of honey, and hoped they were fifteen; and he and Rabbit went
out into the Forest.
"Now," said Rabbit, "this is a Search, and I've
Organized it----"
"Done what to it?" said Pooh.
"Organized it. Which means--well, it's what you do to a
Search, when you don't all look in the same place at once. So I
want you, Pooh, to search by the Six Pine Trees first, and then
work your way towards Owl's House, and look out for me there.
Do you see?"
"No," said Pooh. "What "
"Then I'll see you at Owl's House in about an hour's