On Friday-
'Yes, it is, isn't it?' said Kanga, not waiting to hear what happened on Friday.
'Just one more jump, Roo, dear, and then we really must be going.'
'Talking of Poetry,' said Pooh quickly 'have you ever noticed that tree right
over there?'
'Where?' said Kanga. 'Now, Roo-' 'Right over there,' said Pooh, pointing behind
'No,' said Kanga. 'Now jump in, Roo, dear, and we'll go home.'
'You ought to look at that tree right over there,' said Rabbit. 'Shall I lift you in, Roo?' And he picked up Roo in his paws.
'I can see a bird in it from here,' said Pooh. 'Or is it a fish?'
'You ought to see that bird from here,' said Rabbit. 'Unless it's a fish.'
'So it is,' said Rabbit.
'That's the whole question,' said Rabbit. 'Is it a blackbird or a starling?'
And then at last Kanga did turn her head to look. And the moment that her head was turned, Rabbit said in a loud voice 'In you go, Roo!' and in jumped Piglet into Kanga's pocket, and off scampered Rabbit, with Roo in his paws, as fast as
'Why, where's Rabbit?' said Kanga, turning round again. 'Are you all right, Roo,
dear?'
Piglet made a squeaky Roo-noise from the bottom of Kanga's pocket.
'Rabbit had to go away,' said Pooh. 'I think he thought of something he had to