Frank R. Stockton,
The Bee-Man of Orn and Other Fanciful Tales
(1923)
“ The Lord of the Domain walked on for some time, not noticing that the Bee-man was behind him. But suddenly turning, he saw the little old man. "What are you doing here, you vile beggar?" he cried; and he gave him a kick that sent him into some bushes that grew by the side of the path. The Bee-man scrambled to his feet, and ran as fast as he could to the place where he had hidden his hive and his old doublet. "If I am certain of any thing," he thought, "it is that I was never a person who would kick a poor old man. I will leave this place. I was transformed from nothing that I see here." ”
