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What was a Heffalump like?

Was it Fierce?

Did it come when you whistled? And how did it come?

Was it Fond of Pigs at all?

If it was Fond of Pigs, did it make any difference what sort of Pig ?

Supposing it was Fierce with Pigs, would it make any difference if the Pig had a grandfather called Trespassers William ?

He didnтАЩt know the answer to any of these questionsтБатАКтБатАж and he was going to see his first Heffalump in about an hour from now!

Of course Pooh would be with him, and it was much more Friendly with two. But suppose Heffalumps were Very Fierce with Pigs and Bears? WouldnтАЩt it be better to pretend that he had a headache, and couldnтАЩt go up to the Six Pine Trees this morning? But then suppose that it was a very fine day, and there was no Heffalump in the trap, here he would be, in bed all the morning, simply wasting his time for nothing. What should he do?

And then he had a Clever Idea. He would go up very quietly to the Six Pine Trees now, peep very cautiously into the Trap, and see if there was a Heffalump there. And if there was, he would go back to bed, and if there wasnтАЩt, he wouldnтАЩt.

So off he went. At first he thought that there wouldnтАЩt be a Heffalump in the Trap, and then he thought that there would, and as he got nearer he was sure that there would, because he could hear it heffalumping about it like anything.

тАЬOh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear!тАЭ said Piglet to himself. And he wanted to run away. But somehow, having got so near, he felt that he must just see what a Heffalump was like. So he crept to the side of the Trap and looked in.тБатАКтБатАж

And all the time Winnie-the-Pooh had been trying to get the honey-jar off his head. The more he shook it, the more tightly it stuck. тАЬ Bother! тАЭ he said, inside the jar, and тАЬ Oh, help! тАЭ and, mostly, тАЬ Ow! тАЭ And he tried bumping it against things, but as he couldnтАЩt see what he was bumping it against, it didnтАЩt help him; and he tried to climb out of the Trap, but as he could see nothing but jar, and not much of that, he couldnтАЩt find his way. So at last he lifted up his head, jar and all, and made a loud, roaring noise of Sadness and DespairтБатАКтБатАж and it was at that moment that Piglet looked down.