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Fraxinella
































            Now,  in  that  brief  interval  of  silence,  when  the  bee  made  his
        demand, Fraxinella clearly heard the words ‘gas plant.’ Her sap rose
        with excitement. “I’m here, I’m here,” she cried, but the roses had
        started up their chorus of enticement and denial, drowning out her
        one small voice. How could she get the bee’s attention?



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