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           Rabbitscratchedhiswhiskersthoughtfully,andpointedoutthat,whenoncePoohwaspushedback,hewasback,andofcoursenobodywasmoregladtoseePoohthanhewas,stillthereitwas,somelivedintreesandsomelivedunderground,and—

           "YoumeanI’dnevergetout?"saidPooh.

           "Imean,"saidRabbit,"thathavinggotsofar,itseemsapitytowasteit."

           ChristopherRobinnodded.

           "Thenthere’sonlyonethingtobedone,"hesaid."Weshallhavetowaitforyoutogetthinagain."

           "Howlongdoesgettingthintake?"askedPoohanxiously.

           "Aboutaweek,Ishouldthink."

           "ButIcan’tstayhereforaweek!"

           "Youcanstayhereallright,sillyoldBear.It’sgettingyououtwhichissodifficult."

           "We’llreadtoyou,"saidRabbitcheerfully."AndIhopeitwon’tsnow,"headded."AndIsay,oldfellow,you’retakingupagooddealofroominmyhouse—doyoumindifIuseyourbacklegsasatowel-horse?Because,Imean,theretheyare—doingnothing—anditwouldbeveryconvenientjusttohangthetowelsonthem."

           "Aweek!"saidPoohgloomily."Whataboutmeals?"

           "I’mafraidnomeals,"saidChristopherRobin,"becauseofgettingthinquicker.Butwewillreadtoyou.