Alan Alexander Miln. The house at Pooh Corner -
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o'clock--well, at eleven o'clock, you see, I generally get home
about then. Because I have One or Two Things to Do."
"Quarter past eleven, then?"
"Well--" said Pooh.
"Half past?"
"Yes," said Pooh. "At half past--or perhaps later--I
might see him."
And now that he did think of it, he began to remember
that he hadn't seen Christopher Robin about so much lately. Not
in the mornings. Afternoons, yes; evenings, yes; before
breakfast, yes; just after breakfast, yes. And then, perhaps,
"See you again, Pooh," and off he'd go.
"That's just it," said Rabbit. "Where?"
"Perhaps he's looking for something."
"What?" asked Rabbit.
"That's just what I was going to say," said Pooh. And
then he added, "Perhaps he's looking for a-- for a--"
"A Spotted or Herbaceous Backson?"
"Yes," said Pooh. "One of those. In case it isn't."
Rabbit looked at him severely.
"I don't think you're helping," he said.
"No," said Pooh. "I do try," he added humbly.
Rabbit thanked him for trying, and said that he would
now go and see Eeyore, and Pooh could walk with him if he
liked. But Pooh, who felt another verse of his song coming on
him, said he would wait for Piglet, good-bye, Rabbit; so Rabbit
went off.
But, as it happened, it was Rabbit who saw Piglet
first. Piglet had got up early that morning to pick himself a
bunch of violets; and when he had picked them and put them in a
pot in the middle of his house, it suddenly came over him that
nobody had ever picked Eeyore a bunch of violets, and the more
he thought of this, the more he thought how sad it was to be an
Animal who had never had a bunch of violets picked for him. So
he hurried out again, saying to himself, "Eeyore, Violets" and