Rabbit nudged Pooh, and Pooh looked about for Piglet to nudge, but couldn’t find him, and Piglet went on breathing wet bracken as quietly as he could, and felt very brave and excited.

“That’s funny,” said Tigger.

There was a moment’s silence, and then they heard him pattering off again. For a little longer they waited, until the Forest had become so still that it almost frightened them, and then Rabbit got up and stretched himself.

“Well?” he whispered proudly. “There we are! Just as I said.”

“I’ve been thinking,” said Pooh, “and I think⁠—”

“No,” said Rabbit. “Don’t. Run. Come on.” And they all hurried off, Rabbit leading the way.

“Now,” said Rabbit, after they had gone a little way, “we can talk. What were you going to say, Pooh?”