"Mline, AA - Winnie the Pooh, Book 1" - читать интересную книгу автора (Milne A A)

Pooh's first idea was that they should dig a Very Deep Pit, and then the
Heffalump would come along and fall into the Pit, and--
"Why?" said Piglet.
"Why what?" said Pooh.
"Why would he fall in?"
Pooh rubbed his nose with his paw, and said that the Heffalump might be walking
along, humming a little song, and looking up at the sky, wondering if it would
rain, and so he wouldn't see the Very Deep Pit until he was half-way down, when
it would be too late.
Piglet said that this was a very good Trap, but supposing it were raining
already?
Pooh rubbed his nose again, and said that he hadn't thought of that. And then he
brightened up, and said that, if it were raining already, the Heffalump would be
looking at the sky wondering if it would clear up, and so he wouldn't see the
Very Deep Pit until he was half-way down.... When it would be too late.
Piglet said that, now that this point had been explained, he thought it was a
Cunning Trap.
Pooh was very proud when he heard this, and he felt that the Heffalump was as
good as caught already, but there was just one other thing which had to be
thought about, and it was this. Where should they dig the Very Deep Pit?
Piglet said that the best place would be somewhere where a Heffalump was, just
before he fell into it, only about a foot farther on.
"But then he would see us digging it," said Pooh.
"Not if he was looking at the sky."
"He would Suspect," said Pooh, "if he happened to look down." He thought for a
long time and then added sadly, "It isn't as easy as I thought. I suppose that's
why Heffalumps hardly ever get caught."
"That must be it," said Piglet.
They sighed and got up; and when they had taken a few gorse prickles out of
themselves they sat down again; and all the time Pooh was saying to himself, "If
only I could think of something!" For he felt sure that a Very Clever Brain
could catch a Heffalump if only he knew the right way to go about it. "Suppose,"
he said to Piglet, "you wanted to catch me, how would you do it?"
"Well," said Piglet, "I should do it like this. I should make a Trap, and I
should put a Jar of Honey in the Trap, and you would smell it, and you would go
in after it, and--"
"And I would go in after it," said Pooh excitedly, "only very carefully so as
not to hurt myself, and I would get to the Jar of Honey, and I should lick round
the edges first of all, pretending that there wasn't any more, you know, and
then I should walk away and think about it a little, and then I should come back
and start licking in the middle of the jar, and then--"
"Yes, well never mind about that where you would be, and there I should catch
you. Now the first thing to think of is, What do Heffalumps like? I should think
acorns, shouldn't you? We'll get a lot of-- I say, wake up, Pooh!"
Pooh, who had gone into a happy dream, woke up with a start, and said that Honey
was a much more trappy thing than Haycorns. Piglet didn't think so; and they
were just going to argue about it, when Piglet remembered that, if they put
acorns in the Trap, he would have to find the acorns, but if they put honey,
then Pooh would have to give up some of his own honey, so he said, "All right,
honey then," just as Pooh remembered it too, and was going to say, "All right,