satisfied, though they were ever so hungry.

In one of the little six-sided cells close by the Princesses'
chambers lay a little tiny Grub. She was the youngest of them all,
and only just come out of the egg. She could not see, but she could
plainly hear the grown-up Bees talking outside, and for a while she
lay quite still and kept her thoughts to herself. All at once she
said out loud, "I could eat a little more," and she knocked at her
door.

"You have had enough for to-day," answered the old Bee who was
appointed to be head Bee Nurse, creeping up and down in the passage
outside.

"Maybe, but I am hungry!" shouted the little Grub. "I will go into
one of the Princesses' chambers; I have not room to stir here."

"Just listen to her!" said the old Bee mockingly. "One would think
by the demands she makes that she was a fine little Princess. You
are born to toil and drudge, my little friend. You are a mere
working Bee, and you will never be anything else all your days."

"But I want to be Queen!" cried the Grub, and thumped on the door.
Of course the old Bee did not answer such nonsense, but went on to
the others. From every side they were calling out for more food,
and the little Grub could hear it all.

"It is hard, though," she thought, "that we should have to be so
hungry." And then she knocked on the Princess' wall and called to
her, "Give me a little of your honey. Let me come into your