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Then he opened a hive , and when I was n't a bit nervous , because I trusted him , he said , `` I tell you what it is , Lady Betty , you 're a trump . I should n't be surprised if there is n't something in blood after all . '' -LSB- Illustration : '' _ Mr. Trowbridge took me to the beehives to get some honey and show me what a queen bee is like _ '' -RSB- I was pleased , for I do n't think that he or any of the others at the Valley Farm are the kind to say nice things to you unless they really mean them . After we had done all this sight-seeing , it was past five o'clock , and I was longing for tea . `` We shall have it soon now , '' I said to myself , as we sat on the side verandah on benches and rocking-chairs , fanning ourselves with palm-leaf fans . Mrs. Trowbridge and the girls had changed their dresses while we were away , and put on white ones , fresh and nice , though the plainest of the plain -- except Ide , who had a pink Alsatian bow in her hair and a flowered sash . I think they must have washed their faces with yellow kitchen soap , too , for they were so incredibly clean and polished that the green of the waving trees seemed to be reflected in their complexion in little sheens and shimmers .