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wonderful it would be to have a Real Brain which could tell you
things. And by-and-by Christopher Robin came to an end of the
things, and was silent, and he sat there looking out over the
world, and wishing it wouldn't stop.
But Pooh was thinking too, and he said suddenly to
Christopher Robin:
"Is it a very Grand thing to be an Afternoon, what you
said?"
"A what?" said Christopher Robin lazily, as he listened
to something else.
"On a horse," explained Pooh.
"A Knight?"
"Oh, was that it?" said Pooh. "I thought it was a-- Is
it as Grand as a King and Factors and all the other things you
said?"
"Well, it's not as grand as a King," said Christopher
Robin, and then, as Pooh seemed disappointed, he added quickly,
"but it's grander than Factors."
"Could a Bear be one?"
"Of course he could!" said Christopher Robin. "I'll
make you one." And he took a stick and touched Pooh on the
shoulder, and said, "Rise, Sir Pooh de Bear, most faithful of
all my Knights."
So Pooh rose and sat down and said "Thank you," which
is a proper thing to say when you have been made a Knight, and
he went into a dream again, in which he and Sir Pump and Sir
Brazil and Factors lived together with a horse, and were
faithful Knights (all except Factors, who looked after the
horse) to Good King Christopher Robin . . . and every now and
then he shook his head, and said to himself, "I'm not getting
it right." Then he began to think of all the things Christopher
Robin would want to tell him when he came back from wherever he
was going to, and how muddling it would be for a Bear of Very
Little Brain to try and get them right in his mind. "So,
perhaps," he said sadly to himself, "Christopher Robin won't