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" No more have I," cried another bee, who hap- 

 pened to overhear her, " and I'm glad to find you're 

 of the same opinion. But I can tell you what it is," 

 she continued, when they had reached the entrance, 

 " there is quite a strong feeling growing up against 

 them, and they had better look out for themselves." 



" Ah ! " said Buz ; "I'm not surprised at what you 

 say; I heard only yesterday that they were likely to 

 have a bad time of it soon." 



" It is getting to be the common talk of the hive," 

 said the other ; " and now that the swarm which left 

 us yesterday has returned, we shall want more 

 room and more honey than we expected." 



" As for honey," said Buz, " that's very true. I 

 had not intended to work much more ; but now, I 

 suppose we must fill every bit of comb we have 

 made." 



"And as for room," said the other bee, "I think 

 I can tell you how we shall get that." 



She spoke very slowly and deliberately, and 

 tapped Buz's antennae with her own in a very mean- 

 ing way. 



" I understand you," said Buz. " Down with the 

 drones, say I." 



" When the time comes," replied the other, mys- 

 teriously. 



