"I'll go back to your house and bring somebody to help you, if I can,"
he said. "Don't you see that it wouldn't be safe for me to try to pull
you loose? I might get stuck there myself. And we'd be prisoners for the
rest of the night."

Peppery Polly hadn't thought of that. And she was inclined to believe
that there might be some such danger.

"You may go for help," she said at last. "But please remember that
there's no time to lose. The Queen won't like it at all when she hears
about this accident, for she expected me to fetch home a good deal of
nectar before midnight."

"I'll hurry. And I'll be back as soon as I can bring one of your fellow-
workers with me," Freddie Firefly promised.

Since he was a person of his word, he went straight back to the home of
the Bumblebee family in the meadow. Being used to finding his way about
after dark, Freddie had no trouble reaching the Bumblebees' home. But
rousing the household was an entirely different matter. Though he
pounded his hardest at their door, none of the Bumblebee family heard
him. Having always slept from sunset till dawn without once waking, they
were wrapped in such heavy slumber that not one of them knew what was
going on.

To be sure, the family trumpeter--who awakened the household each
morning and was a somewhat lighter sleeper than the others--the
trumpeter claimed afterward that she DREAMED that she heard somebody at
the door that night. But that was all the good that came of Freddie
Firefly's efforts.