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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
?
Would
n't
it
be
better
to
pretend
that
he
had
a
headache
,
and
could
n't
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
was
n't
,
he
would
n't
.
So
off
he
went
.
At
first
he
thought
that
there
would
n't
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
.
"
Oh
,
dear
,
oh
,
dear
,
oh
,
dear
!
"
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
.
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
.
"
Bother
!
"
he
said
,
inside
the
jar
,
and
"
Oh
,
help
!
"
and
,
mostly
,
"
Ow
!
"
And
he
tried
bumping
it
against
things
,
but
as
he
could
n't
see
what
he
was
bumping
it
against
,
it
did
n't
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
could
n't
find
his
way
.
So
at
last
he
lifted
up
his
head
,
jar
and
all
,
and
made
a
loud
,
roaring
noise
of
Sadness
and
Despair
...
and
it
was
at
that
moment
that
Piglet
looked
down
.
"
Help
,
help
!
"
cried
Piglet
,
"
a
Heffalump
,
a
Horrible
Heffalump
!
"
and
he
scampered
off
as
hard
as
he
could
,
still
crying
out
,
"
Help
,
help
,
a
Herrible
Hoffalump
!
Hoff
,
Hoff
,
a
Hellible
Horralump
!
Holl
,
Holl
,
a
Hoffable
Hellerump
!
"
And
he
did
n't
stop
crying
and
scampering
until
he
got
to
Christopher
Robin
's
house
.
"
Whatever
's
the
matter
,
Piglet
?
"
said
Christopher
Robin
,
who
was
just
getting
up
.
"
Heff
,
"
said
Piglet
,
breathing
so
hard
that
he
could
hardly
speak
,
"
a
Heff
--
a
Heff
--
a
Heffalump
.
"
"
Where
?
"
