Fully instructed as to what to do, Claire begins. She soon discovers on
the banks of the Aygues some poplars covered with Chrysomela-larvæ.
From time to time an Odynerus arrives, alights upon a leaf and goes off
again with her capture in her legs. But things are happening too high
up; detailed inspection of the struggle between the huntress and the
victim is impracticable. Moreover, the appearances of the Odynerus on
the tree which was being watched among so many others, all equally
propitious to the chase, occur at long intervals, which try the
patience beyond all bounds. Tenacious in her desire to see, to learn
and to be useful to me, my zealous collaborator bethinks herself of an
ingenious expedient. A young poplar, with a wealth of Chrysomelæ, is
pulled up, together with the lump of earth clinging to it. Lavish
precautions are taken to avoid the shocks which, during the uprooting
and the removal, might cause the herd of larvæ to drop off. The
business is so successfully done that the tree arrives without a hitch
at its destination, in front of the Hen-house. It is put back in the
earth immediately facing the reeds wherein the Odynerus makes her
dwelling. No matter whether it takes root again or not, provided that
the little tree keep fresh for a few days with abundant watering: that
is all that is wanted.
After installing her observatory, Claire proceeds to lie in wait,
hiding behind some branches beside the poplar, whose foliage is in full
view. She watches in the morning; she watches when the heat of the day
has come; she watches in the afternoon. Next day, she begins again; on
the day after that, she is still at it; and so she continues until at
last fortune smiles upon her. O blessed patience, of what are you not
capable! The swarm of Odyneri, out in search of larvæ, were, on their
return, warned by the smell of nitrobenzene of the presence of the
transplanted and game-laden poplar. Why make distant expeditions when
the quarry abounds outside one’s door? The little tree was extensively
exploited. Under such conditions the huntress was not long in revealing
the secret of her tactics. Over and over again Claire witnessed the act
of murder by the dagger. But she paid dearly for satisfying our common
curiosity; she had to keep her room for several days as a result of
sunstroke. For that matter, she was prepared for the misadventure, well
knowing, from my own example, that this is the assured reward of
observations made beneath an implacable sun. May the eulogies of
science repay her for a little headache! The results of her watches
agreed at all points with those of my own. I shall explain them by
telling what I saw myself.
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