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‘’S’like a wolf,’ said the milkman, putting his

hands on his head and backing down the path.

‘You ought to chain it up.’

‘Not a wolf,’ Nick said. ‘He’s an old station.’

‘A what?’ said the milkman.

‘An old station,’ Nick said. ‘Pooh is an old

station.’ At that moment Grandma came to

the door.