She stopped and looked around her fearfully.
Several bees struck her and were angrily buzzing before she noticed them.

Then the humming swelled on all sides.

A convulsive sob shook her, and she ran into the bushes, now into the swale, anywhere to avoid the swarming bees, ducking, dodging, fighting for her very life.

Presently the humming seemed to become a little fainter.

She found the trail again, and ran with all her might from a few of her angry pursuers.
As she ran, straining every muscle, she suddenly became aware that, crossing the trail before her, was a big, round, black body, with brown markings on its back, like painted geometrical patterns.