They stopped to gaze at Tod feeling in his pockets, for they knew that things sometimes happened after that.

To-day there came out two carrots, some lumps of sugar, some cord, a bill, a pruning knife, a bit of wax, a bit of chalk, three flints, a pouch of tobacco, two pipes, a match-box with a single match in it, a six-pence, a necktie, a stick of chocolate, a tomato, a handkerchief, a dead bee, an old razor, a bit of gauze, some tow, a stick of caustic, a reel of cotton, a needle, no thimble, two dock leaves, and some sheets of yellowish paper.

He separated from the rest the sixpence, the dead bee, and what was edible.

And in delighted silence the three little Trysts gazed, till Biddy with the tip of one wet finger touched the bee.
"Not good to eat, Biddy." At those words, one after the other, cautiously, the three little Trysts smiled.

Finding that Tod smiled too, they broadened, and Billy burst into chuckles.