Still with his eyes on the world Christopher Robin put out a hand and felt Pooh's paw. "How old shall I be then?" "Ninety-nine." Pooh nodded. Not even when I'm a hundred." Pooh thought for a little. "Pooh, promise you won't forget about me, ever. I promise I will be Pooh." "That's good," said Pooh. "Pooh, when I'm-you know-when I'm not doing Nothing, will you come up here sometimes?" "Just me?" "Yes, Pooh." "Will you be here too?" "Yes Pooh, I will be really. "Yes, Christopher Robin?" said Pooh helpfully. They don't let you." Pooh waited for him to go on, but he was silent again. "When I'm-when-Pooh!" "Yes, Christopher Robin?" "I'm not going to do Nothing any more." "Never again?" "Well, not so much. “Then, suddenly again, Christopher Robin, who was still looking at the world, with his chin in his hand, called out "Pooh!" "Yes?" said Pooh.
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