“It was worth it, to see his eyes shine and the happy dimple come in his cheek. He clasped one arm, tight, around Lady Moon’s neck, and stretched out the other to these new friends, without a trace of fear. Why should he be afraid? Hadn’t he loved the shining sun, and all beautiful things, his whole two years of life?
“So he listened to the song Lady Moon sang low to him; and as they passed along, the Star People caught the refrain, and took it up:—
“The sorrow is over;
Thy Star life’s begun.
Hear the golden bees humming
For joy at thy coming,
Oh, little Bee Baby,
Dear child of the Sun!
“Listen!” said the Princess.
There was a sound, very small and clear and silvery:—One—two—three—four—and One more!