Alan Alexander Miln. The house at Pooh Corner -
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Robin and Pooh and Piglet were left on the bridge by
themselves.
For a long time they looked at the river beneath them,
saying nothing, and the river said nothing too, for it felt
very quiet and peaceful on this summer afternoon.
"Tigger is all right really," said Piglet lazily.
"Of course he is," said Christopher Robin.
"Everybody is really," said Pooh. "That's what I
think," said Pooh. "But I don't suppose I'm right," he said.
"Of course you are," said Christopher Robin.
ONE day Rabbit and Piglet were sitting outside Pooh's front
door listening to Rabbit, and Pooh was sitting with them. It
was a drowsy summer afternoon, and the Forest was full of
gentle sounds, which all seemed to be saying to Pooh, "Don't
listen to Rabbit, listen to me." So he got into a comfortable
position for not listening to Rabbit, and from time to time he
opened his eyes to say "Ah!" and then closed them again to say
"True," and from time to time Rabbit said, "You see what I
mean, Piglet " very earnestly, and Piglet nodded earnestly to
show that he did.
"In fact," said Rabbit, coming to the end of it at
last, "Tigger's getting so Bouncy nowadays that it's time we
taught him a lesson. Don't you think so, Piglet?"
Piglet said that Tigger was very Bouncy, and that if
they could think of a way of unbouncing him, it would be a Very
Good Idea. "Just what I feel," said Rabbit. "What do you say,
Pooh?"
Pooh opened his eyes with a jerk and said, "Extremely."
"Extremely what?" asked Rabbit.
"What you were saying," said Pooh. "Undoubtably."
Piglet gave Pooh a stiffening sort of nudge, and Pooh,
