<h3><SPAN name="VIII" id="VIII"></SPAN>VIII<br/> SEEKING THE TRUTH</h3>
<p><span class="smcap">Mrs. Ladybug</span> was determined to know the
truth about Mr. P. Bug, the newcomer.
And as soon as she had fully recovered
from the rude blow that Peppery Polly
Bumblebee dealt her, she set out for
Farmer Green's garden and the potato
patch.</p>
<p>For some time Mrs. Ladybug flew back
and forth above the potato vines. It was
not an easy matter to find so small a person
as Mr. Bug in so big a field. But she
discovered him at last. And she was
somewhat surprised to see him still in his
elegant yellow coat, with the black stripes.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</SPAN></span>
For Mrs. Ladybug had expected him to
be hard at work, in overalls.</p>
<p>To be sure, Mr. P. Bug did appear to be
busy about something or other. He was
so busy that he scarcely so much as
glanced at Mrs. Ladybug when she spoke
to him, mumbling "Good morning!" in
answer to her greeting, but not taking the
trouble to doff his cap.</p>
<p>"He's at work anyhow," thought
Mrs. Ladybug. "He's helping Farmer
Green." Then she alighted on the potato
vine where Mr. Bug was clinging.</p>
<p>"Don't you remember me?" she asked.</p>
<p>He shook his head. His mouth seemed
to be full of something—Mrs. Ladybug
wasn't sure what.</p>
<p>"Don't you recall speaking to me one
time?" she persisted.</p>
<p>After swallowing, he answered.</p>
<p>"I can't say I do!"<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"I'm the person that told you how to
get to this potato patch," Mrs. Ladybug
explained. "When you met me in the orchard,
on your way from Colorado, you
stopped and asked me to direct you to
Farmer Green's potato patch."</p>
<p>For a moment or two Mr. Bug seemed
puzzled—especially when Mrs. Ladybug
mentioned Colorado. But by the time
Mrs. Ladybug had finished speaking, he
nodded.</p>
<p>"So I did!" he exclaimed. "I had forgotten
all about that. Though now that
you speak of it, I do remember meeting a
very talkative dame dressed in a polka
dot. Possibly I spoke to you about my
settling in the potato patch for the summer?"</p>
<p>"No!" said Mrs. Ladybug. "But I
thought I'd find you here. You seemed
in a great hurry to reach this place."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"So I was!" said Mr. P. Bug. "And
I'm glad I came. This is the finest potato
patch in the whole valley—so I have
been told."</p>
<p>"You must have seen a good many
others on your journey from Colorado,"
Mrs. Ladybug ventured. "It's a long
way from there to here, I suppose."</p>
<p>"I suppose it is," Mr. P. Bug murmured.
He seemed to be a bit impatient,
as if he were in haste to return to his
work and didn't care to talk any longer.</p>
<p>"I suppose you were weeks on the
road," Mrs. Ladybug went on. "Are you
going back to Colorado after you've finished
helping Farmer Green with the potato
crop?"</p>
<p>"Colorado!" he blurted. "I don't
know where that place is. I've never
been there in all my life."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</SPAN></span></p>
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