The Pea-Weevil: The Eggs 
larve, very young, bent into a bow, fat and 
wriggling, each in a little round hollow in 
the heart of the victuals. 
Peace and comfort seem to reign in the 
community. There is no quarrelling, no 
jealous competition among neighbours. The 
eating has begun, provisions are plentiful 
and the banqueters are separated from one 
another by partitions formed by the as yet 
untouched portions of the seed-lobes. With 
this isolation in separate cells, there is no 
fear of squabbles; the guests will not bite 
one another, by accident or intention. All 
the occupants enjoy the same rights of pro- 
perty, the same appetite and the same 
strength. What will be the end of the 
communal working? 
I split some peas which I have found to be 
well-stocked and place them in a glass tube. 
I add others daily. This method keeps me 
informed of the boarders’ progress. At first 
there is nothing special. Isolated in its 
narrow recess, each grub nibbles around itself 
and eats frugally and peacefully. It is still 
quite small; a speck of food surfeits it. 
Nevertheless, a dish consisting of one pea 
cannot satisfy so large a number until the 
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