The House at Pooh Corner - A. A. Milne [13]
And for the next ten feet he said:
“I always said Tiggers could climb trees.”
And for the next ten feet he said:
“Not that it’s easy, mind you.”
And for the next ten feet he said:
“Of course, there’s the coming-down too. Backwards.”
And then he said:
“Which will be difficult…”
“Unless one fell…”
“When it would be…”
“EASY.”
And at the word “easy” the branch he was standing on broke suddenly, and he just managed to clutch at the one above him as he felt himself going…and then slowly he got his chin over it…and then one back paw…and then the other…until at last he was sitting on it, breathing very quickly, and wishing that he had gone in for swimming instead.
Roo climbed off, and sat down next to him.
“Oo, Tigger,” he said excitedly, “are we at the top?”
“No,” said Tigger.
“Are we going to the top?”
“No,” said Tigger.
“Oh,” said Roo rather sadly. And then he went on hopefully: “That was a lovely bit just now, when you pretended we were going to fall-bump-to-the-bottom, and we didn’t. Will you do that bit again?”
“NO,” said Tigger.
Roo was silent for a little while, and then he said, “Shall we eat our sandwiches, Tigger?” And Tigger said, “Yes, where are they?” And Roo said, “At the bottom of the tree.” And Tigger said, “I don’t think we’d better eat them just yet.” So they didn’t.
By and by Pooh and Piglet came along. Pooh was telling Piglet in a singing voice that it didn’t seem to matter, if he didn’t get any fatter, and he didn’t think he was getting any fatter, what he did; and Piglet was wondering how long it would be before his haycorn came up.
“Look, Pooh!” said Piglet suddenly. “There’s something in one of the Pine Trees.”
“So there is!” said Pooh, looking up wonderingly. “There’s an Animal.”
Piglet took Pooh’s arm, in case Pooh was frightened.
“Is it One of the Fiercer Animals?” he said, looking the other way.
Pooh nodded.
“It’s a Jagular,” he said.
“What do Jagulars do?” asked Piglet, hoping that they wouldn’t.
“They hide in the branches of trees, and drop on you as you go underneath,” said Pooh. “Christopher Robin told me.”
“Perhaps we better hadn’t go underneath, Pooh. In case he dropped and hurt himself.”
“They don’t hurt themselves,” said Pooh. “They’re such very good droppers.”
Piglet still felt that to be underneath a Very Good Dropper would be a Mistake, and he was just going to hurry back for something which he had forgotten when the Jagular called out to them.
“Help! Help!” it called.
“That’s what Jagulars always do,” said Pooh, much interested. “They call ‘Help! Help!’ and then when you look up, they drop on you.”
“I’m looking down,” cried Piglet loudly, so as the Jagular shouldn’t do the wrong thing by accident.
Something very excited next to the Jagular heard him, and squeaked:
“Pooh and Piglet! Pooh and Piglet!”
All of a sudden Piglet felt that it was a much nicer day than he had thought it was. All warm and sunny—
“Pooh!” he cried. “I believe it’s Tigger and Roo!”
“So it is,” said Pooh. “I thought it was a Jagular and another Jagular.”
“Hallo, Roo!” called Piglet. “What are you doing?”
“We can’t get down, we can’t get down!” cried Roo. “Isn’t it fun? Pooh, isn’t it fun, Tigger and I are living in a tree, like Owl, and we’re going to stay here for ever and ever. I can see Piglet’s house. Piglet, I can see your house from here. Aren’t we high? Is Owl’s house as high up as this?”
“How did you get there, Roo?” asked Piglet.
“On Tigger’s back! And Tiggers can’t climb downwards, because their tails get in the way, only upwards, and Tigger forgot about that when we started, and he’s only just remembered. So we’ve got to stay here for ever and ever—unless we go higher. What did you say, Tigger? Oh, Tigger says if we go higher we shan’t be able to see Piglet’s house so well, so we’re going to stop here.”
“Piglet,” said Pooh solemnly, when he had heard all this, “what shall we do?” And he began to eat Tigger’s sandwiches.
“Are they stuck?” asked Piglet anxiously.
Pooh nodded.
“Couldn’t you climb up to them?”
“I might,