тАЬThank you,тАЭ growled Pooh.
But Eeyore was saying to himself, тАЬThis writing business. Pencils and whatnot. Overrated, if you ask me. Silly stuff. Nothing in it.тАЭ
Later on, when they had all said тАЬGoodbyeтАЭ and тАЬThank youтАЭ to Christopher Robin, Pooh and Piglet walked home thoughtfully together in the golden evening, and for a long time they were silent.
тАЬWhen you wake up in the morning, Pooh,тАЭ said Piglet at last, тАЬwhatтАЩs the first thing you say to yourself?тАЭ
тАЬWhatтАЩs for breakfast?тАЭ said Pooh. тАЬWhat do you say, Piglet?тАЭ
тАЬI say, I wonder whatтАЩs going to happen exciting today ?тАЭ said Piglet.
Pooh nodded thoughtfully.
тАЬItтАЩs the same thing,тАЭ he said.
тАЬAnd what did happen?тАЭ asked Christopher Robin.
тАЬWhen?тАЭ
тАЬNext morning.тАЭ
тАЬI donтАЩt know.тАЭ
тАЬCould you think and tell me and Pooh some time?тАЭ
тАЬIf you wanted it very much.тАЭ
тАЬPooh does,тАЭ said Christopher Robin.
He gave a deep sigh, picked his bear up by the leg and walked off to the door, trailing Winnie-the-Pooh behind him. At the door he turned and said тАЬComing to see me have my bath?тАЭ
тАЬI might,тАЭ I said.