I cleaned window after window.

At length I came to a very little one, in at which I peeped.

There was the room with the box of bees in it! I laid my ear to the window, and heard the musical hum quite distinctly.

A great longing to see them came upon me, and I opened the window and crept in.
The little box had a door like a closet.

I opened it--the tiniest crack--when out came the light with such a sting that I closed it again in terror--not, however, before three bees had shot out into the room, where they darted about like flashes of lightning.