The Narbonne Lycos a 8i 



at the country before retiring for good and all. 

 It is these whom we sometimes meet wandering 

 aimlessly and dragging their bag behind them. 

 Sooner or later, however, the vagrants return 

 home ; and the month of August is not over 

 before a straw rustled in any burrow will bring 

 the mother up, with her wallet slung behind 

 her. I am able to procure as many as I want 

 and, with them, to indulge in certain experiments 

 of the highest interest. 



It is a sight worth seeing, that of the Lycosa 

 dragging her treasure after her, never leaving 

 it, day or night, sleeping or waking, and defend- 

 ing it with a courage that strikes the beholder 

 with awe. If I try to take the bag from her, 

 she presses it to her breast in despair, hangs on 

 to my pincers, bites them with her poison-fangs. 

 I can hear the daggers grating on the steel. 

 No, she would not allow herself to be robbed of 

 the wallet with impunity, if my fingers were not 

 supplied with an implement. 



By dint of pulling and shaking the pill with 

 the forceps, I take it from the Lycosa, who 

 protests furiously. I fling her in exchange a 

 pill taken from another Lycosa. It is at once 



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