Edgar Degas Rehearsal on the Stage painting

Edgar Degas Rehearsal on the Stage paintingEdgar Degas Dancers in Pink paintingFrederic Edwin Church The Icebergs painting
am not at all sure," said Kanga in a thoughtful voice, "that it wouldn't be a good idea to have a cold bath this evening. Would you like that, Roo, dear?" Piglet, who had never been really fond of baths, shuddered a long indignant shudder, and said in as brave a voice as he could: "Kanga, I see that the time has come to speak plainly." "Funny little Roo," said Kanga, as she got the bath-water ready. "I am not Roo," said Piglet loudly. "I am Piglet!" "Yes, dear, yes," said Kanga soothingly. "And imitating Piglet's voice too! So clever of him," she went on, as she took a large bar of yellow soap out of the cupboard. "What will he be doing next" "Can't you see?" shouted Piglet "Haven't you got eyes? Look at me!" "I am looking, Roo, dear," said Kanga rather severely. "And you know you yesterday about making faces. If you go on making faces like Piglet's, you will grow up to look like Piglet--and then think how sorry you will be. Now then, into the bath, and don't let me have to speak to you about it again." Before he knew where he was, Piglet was in the bath, and Kanga was scrubbing him firmly with a large lathery flannel. "Ow!" cried Piglet. "Let me out! I'm Piglet!" "Don't open the mouth, dear, or the soap goes in," said Kanga. "There! What did I tell you?"