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with an explanation. The insect is not 

 green, and is not arrayed in gauds. His 

 wings are of a dark dun, and the girdle 

 of gold encircling his black waistcoat is 

 like an unobtrusive watch-chain such as a 

 gentleman of taste might wear. When 

 first I knew Greenwell, his wings were 

 cocked upwards over his head in a sprightly 

 manner, like those of a hawk about to 

 strike. That was in Scotland. Since 

 then he has, as it were, changed his tailor, 

 or rather extended his custom ; and when 

 he comes forth from London his wings 

 droop, as if he were a hawk at peace. 

 Still, Greenwell has lost none of his 

 attractiveness by having adopted a new 

 style of dress. His conquests among 

 the trout I attribute to the probability 

 that he belongs to a family spread 

 all over the British Islands. He seems 

 to have relations wheresoever there 

 is a lake or a trout-stream, and they 

 seem to be abroad on the waters, rain 

 or shine, from March till the end of 

 September. 



