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           (‘Wasthatme?’saidChristopherRobininanawedvoice,hardlydaringtobelieveit. 

           ‘Thatwasyou.’ 

           ChristopherRobinsaidnothing,buthiseyesgotlargerandlarger,andhisfacegotpinkerandpinker.) 

           SoWinnie-the-PoohwentroundtohisfriendChristopherRobin,wholivedbehindagreendoorinanotherpartoftheForest. 

           ‘Goodmorning,ChristopherRobin,’hesaid. 

           ‘Goodmorning,Winnie-ther-Pooh,’saidyou. 

           "Iwonderifyou’vegotsuchathingasaballoonaboutyou?" 

           "Aballoon?" 

           "Yes,Ijustsaidtomyselfcomingalong: ’IwonderifChristopherRobinhassuchathingasaballoonabouthim?’Ijustsaidittomyself,thinkingofballoons,andwondering." 

           "Whatdoyouwantaballoonfor?"yousaid. 

           Winnie-the-Poohlookedroundtoseethatnobodywaslistening,puthispawtohismouth,andsaidinadeepwhisper:"Honey!" 

           "Butyoudon’tgethoneywithballoons!" 

           "Ido,"saidPooh.