"'Well go 'long 'n git it; I'm not a hinderin'.'
"'Yes, yuh is,' said the snake, 'I can't do nothin' fur yo' buzzin'.'
"Then the bummelybee flown off, but he didn't go very fur, he wanted to see what the snake was up to. He kinder suspicioned it wasn't up to no good, so he jess watched the snake, and bimeby he seen the bluebird come up as peart as anythin', and he set down on the limb of a tree."
Here Bubbles stopped to take breath, and then went on,
"Well, he seen the snake a-crawlin' along the grass, a-crawlin', a-crawlin', as crafty till it got right in front of the bluebird, and the bluebird he jess set and looked, and didn't move, or say nothin'.
"'Hm! hm!' says Mr. Bummelybee, 'hit's time I was a movin',' so he made fur the snake and giv' him one sting on the haid, and he jess rolled up he eyes, and quirled up ontil the grass; and the bluebird said, 'I'm much debliged of you, Mr. Bummelybee. I'm glad to perform yo' acquaintance. I was jess about as nigh chawmed as a bird could be.'
"'Don't say no more about it,' said Mr. Bummelybee, and off he flown."
"I didn't know bumblebees could sting," said Florence.
"Law now don't they?" said Bubbles, "mebbe they doesn't, hit might a been a wass, wasses sting I know. Come to think of it, hit was a wass."
"Is that all of it?" asked Dimple. "I don't think it is a very long story."