Capitolo 55
the door, concealed him/it to look. Soon his/her friend Agile-wing
returned home volatrice, and when he spied the small cup, him cantarellò with
rejoyces, and he/she called his/her companions around him.
"Some good Elf has certainly, put here him for us", you/he/she told them; "I/you/he/she do us
bear him/it to our Regina; it is so fresh and fragrant it will be an adaptation
gifts for her"; and they cheerfully picked up them him in, while dreaming few who had
the envoy there.
Then every day Thistle filled a flower-cup, and it placed him/it to the door;
and the bees wondered more and more every day for a lot of strange things,
happened. The field-flowers said some good spirit that looked
above of them, and the birds sang some same kind the small Elf bringing
soft musk for their nests and food for their young people one hungry;
while all around the beehive you/they were grown more correctly from when the Fairy came.
But the bees never saw him/it, for him it feared that he had not done yet enough
to win their pardon and the friendship; therefore he lived among alone the
grapevines, bringing daily their the honey, and making some kind action.
For a long time, as he placed sleeping in a flower-bell, a small bee came
wandering from, and he/she knew him/it for the bad Thistle; then he called his
friends, and, as they flew murmuring around him, him he woke up.
"What will we make to you mischievous Elf?" says their. "You are in
our power, and we will sting us her if still you are not."
"I/you/he/she allow us to close the flower-leaves around him and you leave here it
to starve", one who had not forgotten the whole pain yet cried
Thistle had provoked a long time ago them.
"No, no, that was very cruel Humming", dear, it said the small Muttering; "I/you/he/she do us
bring him/it our Regina, and she will tell us whether to show our anger for
the bad actions that he did. Sees how bitterly he cries; is kind to him,
he won't damage us anymore."
"You the good small Muttering!" a robin of good heart that had excited nearby cries
to listen to the bees. "Dear friends, face you don't know what this is