When the beautiful Betsy Butterfly turned her gaze on him, Daddy Longlegs couldn't help wishing that he had worn his new coat that day. However, he straightened his necktie carefully and tried to look as well as he could.  
"So you've seen me eating butter, have you?" Betsy Butterfly asked him.
 
"Not eating it!" he corrected her. "I've seen you on it. And your face was hidden in it, too."
 
Mrs. Ladybug shot a glance at the crowd, of which she and Betsy Butterfly and Daddy Longlegs were the center.
 
"What have you to say now, my fine lady?" she demanded of Betsy with a .
 
And still Betsy Butterfly was quite unruffled.
 
"Where did you see me doing that?" she asked Daddy Longlegs pleasantly enough.
 
"I object!" Mrs. Ladybug interrupted hastily. "You needn't answer her question," she advised Daddy Longlegs. "I know her tricks! She'll keep us talking here until we forget what our errand was!"
 
But Daddy Longlegs paid no attention to Mrs. Ladybug's advice.
 
"I saw you in this meadow," he explained.
 
And Mrs. Ladybug began to look somewhat worried.
 
"Come!" she cried. "Let's all go home now. We've warned her; and we'll leave her to think over what she's done....p. 59 I hope—" Mrs. Ladybug added, turning to Betsy Butterfly—"I hope you'll decide to turn over a new leaf."
 
"Why, that's exactly what she did, that time when I saw her!" Daddy Longlegs shouted. "While I was watching her I saw her turn over a leaf. So what's the use of her turning over another."
 
And now it was Mrs. Ladybug's turn to look amazed and bewildered.
 
"I don't know what you're talking about," she snapped, glaring at Daddy Longlegs. "And I don't believe you know, yourself."
 
"Oh! yes, I do!" he retorted .
 
"Butter has no leaves," said Mrs. Lad............