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           "Ididn’twanttheotherstohear,"saidChristopherRobin.

           "Quiteso,"saidRabbit,lookingimportant.

           "It’s—Iwondered—It’sonly—Rabbit,Isupposeyoudon’tknow,WhatdoestheNorthPolelooklike?"

           "Well,"saidRabbit,strokinghiswhiskers."Nowyou’reaskingme."

           "Ididknowonce,onlyI’vesortofforgotten,"saidChristopherRobincarelessly.

           "It’safunnything,"saidRabbit,"butI’vesortofforgottentoo,althoughIdidknowonce."

           "Isupposeit’sjustapolestuckintheground?"

           "Suretobeapole,"saidRabbit,"becauseofcallingitapole,andifit’sapole,well,Ishouldthinkitwouldbestickingintheground,shouldn’tyou,becausethere’dbenowhereelsetostickit."

           "Yes,that’swhatIthought."

           "Theonlything,"saidRabbit,"is,whereisitsticking?"

           "That’swhatwe’relookingfor,"saidChristopherRobin.

           Theywentbacktotheothers.Pigletwaslyingonhisback,sleepingpeacefully.Roowaswashinghisfaceandpawsinthestream,whileKangaexplainedtoeverybodyproudlythatthiswasthefirsttimehehadeverwashedhisfacehimself,andOwlwastellingKangaanInterestingAnecdotefulloflongwordslikeEncyclopediaandRhododendrontowhichKangawasn’tlistening.

           "Idon’tholdwithallthiswashing,"grumbledEeyore."ThismodernBehind-the-earsnonsense.