Alan Alexander Miln. The house at Pooh Corner -
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it wrong then."
PIGLET: "I'm afraid so." (Politely): "I'm sorry." (He
goes on humming.)
HEFFALUMP: "Well-well-I-well. I suppose I'd better be
getting back?"
PIGLET (looking up carelessly): "Must you? Well, if you
see Christopher Robin anywhere, you might tell him I want him."
HEFFALUMP (eager to please): "Certainly! Certainly!"
(He hurries off.)
POOH (who wasn't going to be there, but we find we
can't do without him."): "Oh, Piglet, how brave and clever you
are!"
PIGLET (modestly): "Not at all, Pooh." (And then, when
Christopher Robin comes, Pooh can tell him about it.)
While Piglet was dreaming this happy dream, and Pooh
was wondering again whether it was fourteen or fifteen, the
Search for Small was still going on all over the Forest.
Small's real name was Very Small Beetle, but he was called
Small for short, when he was spoken to at all, which hardly
ever happened except when somebody said: "Really, Small!" He
had been staying with Christopher Robin for a few seconds, and
he had started round a gorse-bush for exercise, but instead of
coming back the other way, as expected, he hadn't, so nobody
knew where he was.
"I expect he's just gone home," said Christopher Robin
to Rabbit.
"Did he say Good-bye-and-thank-you-for-a-nice-time?"
said Rabbit.
"He'd only just said how-do-you-do," said Christopher
Robin.
"Ha!" said Rabbit. After thinking a little, he went on:
"Has he written a letter saying how much he enjoyed himself,
and how sorry he was he had to go so suddenly?"
Christopher Robin didn't think he had.
"Ha!" said Rabbit again, and looked very important.
"This is Serious. He is Lost. We must begin the Search at