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stopped short, as if she had said rather more than 

 she meant to. 



" Got a what ? " asked Buz. 



" Well, dear, I'm afraid you'll think it foolish of 

 me — I know you wouldn't consider it a reason your- 

 self, and I dare say you're right ; but the fact is " 



and here Hum fidgeted about nervously, as if she 

 was a little ashamed, " the fact is, I've got a cell that 

 I am filling with honey all by myself ; it's up in a 

 corner, out of the way, and I couldn't bear to go 

 before it was full. You understand, don't you?" 

 concluded she, almost pleadingly. 



" I think I understand whatjfow feel, though I don't 

 fancy I should mind leaving it myself. Well, I shall 

 be very sorry to part from you, for you're the best 

 bee in the world. I really have half a mind to stay," 

 continued Buz suddenly ; " I feel as if you would 

 keep me out of scrapes." 



" Oh, please don't let me prevent you from going !" 

 cried Hum ; " it would never do. I'm sure you are 

 just the sort of person to join the swarm ; you are 

 so bold and active. I shall often think of you, dear 

 Buz, and long to know how you are getting on ; but 

 we should seldom meet here you know, even if you 

 were to remain." 



" That's true," said Buz, thoughtfully ; " and 



