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in and sips and sips. This nectar is so sweet and 

 pleasing to the taste that many little boys and girls 

 call it honey. Of course not such wiseacres as 

 you and Tommy, who know, I'm sure, that honey 

 is made by bees and not to be found in flowers." 



Tommy had come by this time, and he stood 

 by Professor Bonn's chair. 



" When does Master Bee pay the toll," he 

 asked. 



" He pays when he is through his meal of 

 sweets. Then he lifts up his head from sipping; 

 but you know he's a big and rather clumsy fellow, 

 and he can't get out without joggling this little 

 piece a bit." 



The professor's pencil rested on the parts that 

 hold the golden dust. 



" We botanists call these little things anthers," 

 he said, " and it's this golden dust they hold that 

 Master Bee has shaken off on his head when he 

 knocked against them. He pays his toll or his 

 fee by carrying it with him when he returns 

 over the royal road, as an express wagon loaded 

 with yellow dust." 



"How does he know where to take it?" I 

 asked. 



" He doesn't know," the professor answered. 

 " All he thinks about is going to another flower 

 where there is more nectar for his greedy appetite. 

 But while he is sipping again his body very likely 

 brushes up against this sticky little bit in the very 



