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first two or three cups of a head like mine be dry, it 

 is hardly worth while trying all the others, for the 

 same bee who cleared out the first will probably 

 have worked out every cup in the flower. Don't 

 you think so ?" 



" Yes, I do," replied Buz ; "I know /should, at 

 least. Well, I'm much obliged to you for the hint, 

 and I'll be off at once and take advantage of it." 



" All right," said the flower. " Good-by." 



" Good-by," answered Buz ; and away she flew. 



Not for more than a few yards though ; turning 

 suddenly back, she lit once more on the same flower. 



" I thought I'd just ask you," she said, " if it's a 

 fair question, do you mind us bees taking away your 

 honey ; or do you consider us so many robbers? " 



" Mind it ! " replied the flower. " Not at all ; 

 you do us quite as much good as we do you, with- 

 out being able so help it any more than we can." 



" Do we really ? " said Buz. 



" Of course you do," answered the flower : " look 

 at your legs." 



Buz looked. 



" I can only see a little yellow dust on them." 



" Well, that's pollen ; and the pollen from one 

 flower fertilizes others. But how is it to get to 

 them ? It must be carried, of course ; and though 



