Chapter IV 
miss vespa’s day 
liTiss Vespa buzzed away very 
IV± gently to herself for a few 
minutes, as though in doubt where 
to begin her story. 
“Come,” said the bee at last, “we 
shall think you have nothing to tell 
us if you do not begin pretty soon. 
I am anxious to be gone, as you 
well know.” 
“Well, as I said before, instead 
of having nothing to tell, I am one 
of the busiest creatures alive. This 
morning I was up bright and early, 
as usual, and my first thought was as 
to where I should go for something to 
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