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

"What sort of bush?" whispered Pooh to Piglet. "A gorse-bush?"
"My dear Pooh," said Owl in his superior way, "don't you know what an Ambush
is?"
"Owl," said Piglet, looking round at him severely, "Pooh's whisper was a
perfectly private whisper, and there was no need----"
"An Ambush," said Owl, "is a sort of Surprise."
"So is a gorse-bush sometimes," said Pooh.
"An Ambush, as I was about to explain to Pooh," said Piglet, "is a sort of
Surprise."
"If people jump out at you suddenly, that's an Ambush," said Owl.
"It's an Ambush, Pooh, when people jump at you suddenly," explained Piglet.
Pooh, who now knew what an Ambush was, said that a gorse-bush had sprung at him
suddenly one day when he fell off a tree, and he had taken six days to get all
the prickles out of himself.
"We are not talking about gorse-bushes," said Owl a little crossly.
"I am," said Pooh.
They were climbing very cautiously up the stream now, going from rock to rock,
and after they had gone a little way they came to a place where the banks
widened out at each side, so that on each side of the water there was a level
strip of grass on which they could sit down and rest. As soon as he saw this,
Christopher Robin called "Halt!" and they all sat down and rested.
"I think," said Christopher Robin, "that we ought to eat all our Provisions now,
so that we shan't have so much to carry."
"Eat all our what?" said Pooh.
"All that we've brought," said Piglet, getting to work.
"That's a good idea," said Pooh, and he got to work too.
"Have you all got something?" asked Christopher Robin with his mouth full.
"All except me," said Eeyore. "As Usual." He looked round at them in his
melancholy way.
I suppose none of you are sitting on a thistle by any chance?"
"I believe I am," said Pooh. "Ow!" He got up, and looked behind him. "Yes, I
was. I thought so."
"Thank you, Pooh. If you've quite finished with it." He moved across to Pooh's
place, and began to eat.
"It doesn't do them any Good, you know, sitting on them," he went on, as he
looked up munching. "Takes all the Life out of them. Remember that another time,
all of you. A little Consideration, a little Thought for Others, makes all the
difference."
As soon as he had finished his lunch Christopher Robin whispered to Rabbit, and
Rabbit said "Yes, yes, of course," and they walked a little way up the stream
together.
"I didn't want the others to hear," said Christopher Robin.
"Quite so," said Rabbit, looking important.
"It's--I wondered--It's only--Rabbit, I suppose you don't know, What does the
North Pole look like?"
"Well," said Rabbit, stroking his whiskers. "Now you're asking me."
"I did know once, only I've sort of forgotten," said Christopher Robin
carelessly.
"It's a funny thing," said Rabbit, "but I've sort of forgotten too, although I
did know once."