The Tale of Freddie Firefly by Arthur Scott Bailey
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said he expected to sing.
Buster Bumblebee grunted when he heard that. To tell the truth, he didn't care much for Chirpy's voice, which he considered altogether too shrill. "Are you going to take part in the procession?" Chirpy asked him. "I'll let you know to-morrow," said Buster Bumblebee. "Ah, but that will be too late!" Chirpy cried. "We're going to have the procession to- night." "To-night!" Buster exclaimed. "Then I can't come. For I shall be sound asleep right after sunset." IV GETTING READY Buster Bumblemee's mind was made up. Although Chirpy Cricket told him it would be a shame for him to miss the torchlight procession, which was sure to be a great success, because Freddie Firefly had promised to be there with one hundred and twenty-seven of his relations, Buster still shook his head. "I wouldn't think of such a thing as staying out after dark!" he |
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