At last Joseph Bumble's displeasure passed all control. He began to buzz as loud as he could, hoping to drown Buster Bumblebee's buzzing, so that Buster could no longer talk to Betsy Butterfly.  
Naturally, Buster soon had to raise his own voice, in order to make himself heard. And soon the two made such a roar that everybody else had to stop up his ears.
 
Noticing a look of on Betsy Butterfly's face, Buster asked her what the trouble was.
 
"You and your cousin Joseph are making a terrible racket," she told him.
 
"My cousin Joseph!" cried Buster Bumblebee. "And who is he, I should like to know? Point him out to me, please! For I didn't know I had a cousin at this party."
 
"There he is!" said Betsy Butterfly, nodding her head towards the Joseph.
 
"What! That unshaven stranger in the yellowish-brown suit?" cried Buster Bumblebee. "I assure you he's no relation of mine."
 
"You must be mistaken," Betsy persisted. "He says he's your cousin, and of royal blood himself."
 
"Nonsense!" cried Buster Bumblebee. "Just let me talk to him a moment, and I'll soon prove that your friend is nothing but a fraud."
 
Accordingly Buster left her, and straightway perched himself upon a daisy directly in front of Joseph Bumble.
 
"How-dy do!" said Buster. "I hear you've been talking about me."
 
Now, Joseph Bumble's only thought was that the noisy chap in the yellow and black must have overheard what he had said to Chirpy Cricket about throwing him out of the party.
 
"I don't care to talk with you," Joseph announced in his grandest manner. "I'm from such a fine family that I have to be very particular about whom I'm seen with."
 
"Is that so?" said Buste............