lo Buz. 



do know ; she comes from Cothelestone Hill. It's 

 a beautiful place for bees, but rather a long 

 way off." 



" How I should like to go there ! " exclaimed Buz. 



"Gently, gently," said the fanner; "don't be in 

 such a hurry." 



" Indeed," added Buz, " I should like to try a short 

 fly, now, this moment." 



" You had better not to-day; your wings will feel 

 stiff and cramped. Wait till you have had a good 

 feed, and a night's rest, and then you'll do very well. 

 You see, the danger is, that if you get below the 

 level of the board you may not be able to rise again ; 

 and if you have to spend the night on the cold ground, 

 I wouldn't give much for your chance of swarming, 

 I can tell you." 



" What's swarming? " asked Hum. 



" Oh, I can't explain now ; it would take too long. 

 You'll find out before the summer is over, I dare 

 say." 



At this moment a big rain-drop came splash down 

 on the board, close to Buz, and astonished her 

 immensely. It was followed by another and another, 

 and soon a smart shower drove all the bees near at 

 hand under shelter, and Buz and Hum entered the 

 hive with them. 



