The littlest knight followed on his pony.
He thought the littlest knight was the biggest fool.
The littlest knight was shocked, stunned and delighted.
"OK," said the littlest knight and carefully tied the beehive to his saddle.
Then the littlest knight, astride his flying dragon, flew home with his pony galloping beneath.
But the littlest knight charged anyway striking a blow with his sword.
So the littlest knight set out on his pony to find the dragon.
Suddenly there was a buzzing from the knapsack. A bee flew out and up to the littlest knight's ear.
She trusted her littlest knight and upon hearing the whole story set about immediately to make a healing salve for the dragon's eyes.
The first thing the littlest knight did was attach the beehive to a high rock at the mouth of the cave.
The littlest knight had been traveling half a day when he came upon an object in the road beneath a tree. It was a beehive.
It (New York) has the poorest millionaires. the littlest great men, the haughtiest beggars, the plainest beauties, the lowest skyscrapers, the dolefulest pleasures of any town I ever saw. (O. Henry.
