to say. But at last he managed to stammer a reply.

"Why--why--I--I'll be glad to, but I don't even know your name!" he told
her.

"It's Jennie Junebug," she explained, as she fanned herself with a fan
made from a white clover leaf.

"You're a newcomer in these parts, aren't you?" Freddie Firefly
inquired.

"I just arrived here this month," she informed him. "This is the month
of June, you know. And I'm one of the well-known Junebug family. ... I
already know who you are," she continued. "You've been pointed out to
me. You are Freddie Firefly; and you can't deny it."




XV

THE FAT LADY'S SECRET


Somehow, the longer Freddie Firefly talked with Jennie Junebug, the more
he wished that he might fly off and leave her there in the meadow. But
he had just the same as told her that he would be glad to fly with her.
And he really didn't see how he could escape that unpleasant duty.

"Well, we may as well move on," he said at last. "Where were you going