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           Well,aslongasnobodyminds,Isupposeit’sallright."

           "PooroldEeyore!I’lldryitforyou,"saidChristopherRobin,andhetookouthishandkerchiefandrubbeditup.

           "Thankyou,ChristopherRobin.You’retheonlyonewhoseemstounderstandabouttails.Theydon’tthink—that’swhat’sthematterwithsomeoftheseothers.They’venoimagination.Atailisn’tatailtothem,it’sjustaLittleBitExtraattheback."

           "Nevermind,Eeyore,"saidChristopherRobin,rubbinghishardest."Isthatbetter?"

           "It’sfeelingmorelikeatailperhaps.ItBelongsagain,ifyouknowwhatImean."

           "Hullo,Eeyore,"saidPooh,cominguptothemwithhispole.

           "Hullo,Pooh.Thankyouforasking,butIshallbeabletouseitagaininadayortwo."

           "Usewhat?"saidPooh.

           "Whatwearetalkingabout."

           "Iwasn’ttalkingaboutanything,"saidPooh,lookingpuzzled.

           "Mymistakeagain.Ithoughtyouweresayinghowsorryyouwereaboutmytail,beingallnumb,andcouldyoudoanythingtohelp?"

           "No,"saidPooh."Thatwasn’tme,"hesaid.Hethoughtforalittleandthensuggestedhelpfully:"Perhapsitwassomebodyelse."

           "Well,thankhimformewhenyouseehim."

           PoohlookedanxiouslyatChristopherRobin.

           "Pooh’sfoundtheNorthPole,"saidChristopherRobin."Isn’tthatlovely?"

           Poohlookedmodestlydown.

           "Isthatit?"saidEeyore.

           "Yes,"saidChristopherRobin.

           "Isthatwhatwewerelookingfor?"

           "Yes,"saidPooh.

           "Oh!"saidEeyore