CHAPTER FOURTEEN 



CLIP and I were sober and silent. 

 Prom the alighting - board we 

 watched them draw away and dis- 

 appear, and were on the eve of turn- 

 ing into the hive, when up came the Master breath- 

 lessly. He stopped and gazed at the retreating cloud, 

 knowing too well what had happened. He knew, too, 

 by their actions, that a home had been prepared for 

 their reception. He seemed surprised to think that 

 the bees should swarm so late in the season, and not 

 a little chagrined to think they could have done it 

 under his eyes. His curiosity at once led him to find 

 whence the swarm had come, and he walked straight 



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