"And didn't I give him anything?" asked Christopher Robin sadly.
"Of course you did," I said. "You gave him—don't you remember—a little—a little——"
"I gave him a box of paints to paint things with."
"That was it."
"Why didn't I give it to him in the morning?"
"You were so busy getting his party ready for him. He had a cake with icing on the top, and three candles, and his name in pink sugar, and——"
"Yes, I remember," said Christopher Robin.