when we ran into each other?"

"Oh, nowhere in particular!" she answered. "Where were YOU going?"

Freddie Firefly had to bite his lip to keep from telling her that he had
been on his way to a family party in the hollow beyond the hill. He
certainly didn't want to go there in the company of that strange fat
lady.

"I WAS going over the hill," he faltered at last. "But I'd rather stay
here in the meadow with you."

"How nice of you to say that!" Jennie Junebug murmured. "And now let's
begin flying at once!" she said.

So they rose into the air. But they hadn't flown more than a few feet
when Jennie once more banged squarely into her companion.

It was a terrific blow. And Freddie Firefly soon found himself lying
flat on the ground. He was so nearly stunned that he scarcely knew what
had happened.

"What fun!" the fat lady gurgled right in his ear, with a horrible
laugh. "Come! Let's do it again!"

"Do it again!" Freddie Firefly repeated after her, as a sudden fear
gripped him. "Do you mean to tell me that you ran into me ON PURPOSE?"
"Why, certainly!" she replied. "Running into a light is more than half
the fun of flying."