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For
suddenly
Christopher
Robin
saw
that
they
might
.
He
opened
his
umbrella
and
put
it
point
downwards
in
the
water
.
It
floated
but
wobbled
.
Pooh
got
in
.
He
was
just
beginning
to
say
that
it
was
all
right
now
,
when
he
found
that
it
was
n't
,
so
after
a
short
drink
,
which
he
did
n't
really
want
,
he
waded
back
to
Christopher
Robin
.
Then
they
both
got
in
together
,
and
it
wobbled
no
longer
.
"
I
shall
call
this
boat
The
Brain
of
Pooh
,
"
said
Christopher
Robin
,
and
The
Brain
of
Pooh
set
sail
forthwith
in
a
south-westerly
direction
,
revolving
gracefully
.
You
can
imagine
Piglet
's
joy
when
at
last
the
ship
came
in
sight
of
him
In
after-years
he
liked
to
think
that
he
had
been
in
Very
Great
Danger
during
the
Terrible
Flood
,
but
the
only
danger
he
had
really
been
in
was
the
last
half-hour
of
his
imprisonment
,
when
Owl
,
who
had
just
flown
up
,
sat
on
a
branch
of
his
tree
to
comfort
him
,
and
told
him
a
very
long
story
about
an
aunt
who
had
once
laid
a
seagull
's
egg
by
mistake
,
and
the
story
went
on
and
on
,
rather
like
this
sentence
,
until
Piglet
who
was
listening
out
of
his
window
without
much
hope
,
went
to
sleep
quietly
and
naturally
,
slipping
slowly
out
of
the
window
towards
the
water
until
he
was
only
hanging
on
by
his
toes
,
at
which
moment
,
luckily
,
a
sudden
loud
squawk
from
Owl
,
which
was
really
part
of
the
story
,
being
what
his
aunt
said
,
woke
the
Piglet
up
and
just
gave
him
time
to
jerk
himself
back
into
safety
and
say
,
"
How
interesting
,
and
did
she
?
"
when
--
well
,
you
can
imagine
his
joy
when
at
last
he
saw
the
good
ship
,
Brain
of
Pooh
(
Captain
,
C.
Robin
;
Ist
Mate
,
P.
Bear
)
coming
over
the
sea
to
rescue
him
...
And
as
that
is
really
the
end
of
the
story
,
and
I
am
very
tired
after
that
last
sentence
,
I
think
I
shall
stop
there
.
ONE
day
when
the
sun
had
come
back
over
the
Forest
,
bringing
with
it
the
scent
of
may
,
and
all
the
streams
of
the
Forest
were
tinkling
happily
to
find
themselves
their
own
pretty
shape
again
,
and
the
little
pools
lay
dreaming
of
the
life
they
had
seen
and
the
big
things
they
had
done
,
and
in
the
warmth
and
quiet
of
the
Forest
the
cuckoo
was
trying
over
his
voice
carefully
and
listening
to
see
if
he
liked
it
,
and
wood-pigeons
were
complaining
gently
to
themselves
in
their
lazy
comfortable
way
that
it
was
the
other
fellow
's
fault
,
but
it
did
n't
matter
very
much
;
on
such
a
day
as
this
Christopher
Robin
whistled
in
a
special
way
he
had
,
and
Owl
came
flying
out
of
the
Hundred
Acre
Wood
to
see
what
was
wanted
.
"
Owl
,
"
said
Christopher
Robin
,
"
I
am
going
to
give
a
party
.
"
"
You
are
,
are
you
?
"
said
Owl
.
"
And
it
's
to
be
a
special
sort
of
party
,
because
it
's
because
of
what
Pooh
did
when
he
did
what
he
did
to
save
Piglet
from
the
flood
.
"
