Reassured on this point, he went prowling in exploration of the place he had dropped into.
"It was a sort of deep bowl, not more than forty feet across at the bottom, and with its rocky sides so steep that Teddy Bear did not feel at all encouraged to climb them.

He went sniffing and peering around the edges in the hope of finding some easier way of escape.
Disappointed in this, he lifted his black, alert little nose, and stared longingly upwards, as if contemplating an effort to fly.
"He saw no help in that direction; but his nostrils caught a savor which for the moment put all thought of escape out of his head.

It was the warm, delectable smell of honey.

Teddy Bear had never tasted honey; but he needed no one to tell him it was good.

Instantly he knew that he was very hungry.