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I wouldn't have had this happen for anything. But it doesn't matter, for I can easily build another." Mrs. Ladybug's neighbors crowded about her, all asking the same question. "Wasn't this your house?" "No!" she admitted. "No, it wasn't." And then she made an astonishing confession. "I've never owned a house," she said. "I've never had one in all my life. I can't have a house.
"I should think " she said "I should think that the son of a queen ought to have a house of his own, instead of sleeping like a tramp where night overtakes him." Now, Mrs. Ladybug's words did not offend Buster Bumblebee in the least. "No doubt you know best," he told her. "But how can I build a house? I've never worked in all my life. And I don't intend to begin now."
And she had hard work not to laugh, too, because she thought Mrs. Ladybug's advice decidedly funny. "Thank you very much!" Betsy said most politely. "I'll remember what you've told me." Somehow Mrs. Ladybug thought that Betsy meant she would follow her advice. And she looked quite pleased. "I shall expect a great improvement in your appearance the next time I see you," she announced.
"I may as well tell you that I shall not be able to call on you again. I shall be too busy. And there's no use of my urging you to come to see me, because of course you have your work to do too." "Oh, naturally!" said Mrs. Ladybug's cousin with an odd smile. "Still, I could leave it once in a while to make a cousinly call." "It won't be necessary," Mrs. Ladybug told her.
"We'll have to do something to put a stop to Betsy Butterfly's thieving," she declared. Jealous Mrs. Ladybug's story amazed all the field people. They could scarcely believe that anyone so beautiful and dainty as Betsy Butterfly would bemean herself by robbing Farmer Green or anybody else. But Mrs. Ladybug said that Daddy Longlegs had seen Betsy with her face buried in Farmer Green's butter.
It was plain that she didn't approve of those clothes nor of their wearer. MRS. LADYBUG wished that she hadn't come to the vegetable garden to see the person who called herself Mrs. Ladybug's cousin. She wasn't at all the sort of relation that Mrs. Ladybug cared to have. Although the stranger in yellow was most agreeable, somehow Mrs. Ladybug disliked her exceedingly. And strange to say, Mrs.
Of course, things couldn't go on like that forever. People had to know what had changed Mrs. Ladybug's plans. And in order to persuade the stubborn lady to explain matters, a few of her friends hinted that they expected they would have to go to Farmer Green himself and learn the truth. "You may ask him if you wish," Mrs. Ladybug told them. "But it won't do you any good.
So Chirpy Cricket was specially eager to find her and make known to her what he had learned. It was about Mrs. Ladybug's cousin. At least, there was a person living in the vegetable garden who claimed to be a cousin of Mrs. Ladybug's. Chirpy found Mrs. Ladybug in the orchard. But strange to say, she didn't seem at all interested in his news.
The slightest whiff of smoke sent her into a flutter of alarm. The sight of a blaze made her almost frantic. Perhaps Mrs. Ladybug's neighbors more than she were to be blamed for her fear. Some of them had an unkind way of frightening her.
"You needn't answer her question," she advised Daddy Longlegs. "I know her tricks! She'll keep us talking here until we forget what our errand was!" But Daddy Longlegs paid no attention to Mrs. Ladybug's advice. "I saw you in this meadow," he explained. And Mrs. Ladybug began to look somewhat worried. "Come!" she cried. "Let's all go home now.
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