They both listened … and they heard a deep gruff voice saying in a singing voice that the more it snowed the more it went on snowing, and a small high voice tiddely-pomming in between.
“It’s Pooh,” said Christopher Robin excitedly. …
“Possibly,” said Eeyore.
“ And Piglet!” said Christopher Robin excitedly.
“Probably,” said Eeyore. “What we want is a Trained Bloodhound.”
The words of the song changed suddenly.
“ We’ve finished our house ! ” sang the gruff voice.
“ Tiddely pom! ” sang the squeaky one.
“ It’s a beautiful house . … ”
“ Tiddely pom. … ”
“ I wish it were mine . … ”
“ Tiddely pom. … ”
“Pooh!” shouted Christopher Robin. …
The singers on the gate stopped suddenly.
“It’s Christopher Robin!” said Pooh eagerly.
“He’s round by the place where we got all those sticks from,” said Piglet.
“Come on,” said Pooh.