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Now the Bird came bouncing to Gwendolyn's side. "You've read that bees are busy little things, haven't you?" he asked. "Well, this particular so-cial hon-ey-gath-er-ing in-sect " "That's the very one!" she declared excitedly. " Is no exception." "We must get it away from her," declared Gwendolyn. "Oh, how tired her poor feet must be!" Won't you eat it?" Puffy blinked as if embarrassed.
"Of course there are lots of things worse than one of those so-cial hon-ey-gath-er-ing in-sects " "She sees nothing else! She hears nothing else!" "Um! We'll help her get rid of it! if!" "If?" "You've got a lot to overcome. Recollect the Policeman?" She retreated a step. "Just suppose we meet him! And the Bear that " "My!" "Yes. And a certain Doctor." "Oh, dear!" "Bad! Pretty bad!"
But the word she was now poring over was a small one. "B-double-e," she spelled; "Bee: a so-cial hon-ey-gath-er-ing in-sect." She pondered the definition with wrinkled forehead and worried eye. "Social" the word seemed vaguely linked with that other word, "Society", which she had so fortunately overheard. But what of the remainder of that visitor's never-to-be-forgotten declaration of scorn?
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