HERE is Edward Bear, coming downstairs now, bump, bump, bump, on the back of
his head, behind Christopher Robin. It is, as far as he knows, the only way of coming
downstairs, but sometimes he feels that there really is another way, if only he could
stop bumping for a moment and think of it.
Winnie-the-Pooh sat down at the foot of the tree, put his head between his paws
and began to think.
