"There's a lot of bumblebees over there, always," said Johnnie Green hopefully. So Buster had a free ride to the clover field; for his twin insisted on taking his new pet right along with him. "Besides, I may want to catch some more like him," he explained. Looking out through the glass sides of his prison, which his captor held tightly in one hand, Buster Bumblebee saw many of his mother's workers hovering about the clover-tops, gathering nectar for the honeycomb at home.