"So would I," said Pooh.
"H—hup!" said Roo again.
"AS—I—WAS—SAYING," said Eeyore loudly and sternly, "as I was saying when I was interrupted by various Loud Sounds, I feel that———"
"Here it is!" cried Christopher Robin excitedly.
"Pass it down to silly old Pooh. It's for Pooh."
"For Pooh?" said Eeyore.
"Of course it is. The best bear in all the world."
"I might have known," said Eeyore. "After all, one can't complain. I have my friends. Somebody spoke to me only yesterday. And was it last week or the week before that Rabbit bumped into me and said 'Bother!' The Social Round. Always something going on."
Nobody was listening, for they were all saying
"Open it, Pooh," "What is it, Pooh?" "I know what it is," "No, you don't" and other helpful re-
