THE ENTOMOLOGIST’S WEEKLY INTELLIGENCER. 
79 
Enter Agrotis Exclamationis. 
Fimb. ( aside to Heubida). He show his face 
Among us! [7o Exclamationis.] Really, sir, it’s very kind 
Of you to join our party! [ Aside to Herbida.] Such a beast 
For gormandizing! [To Exclamationis.] Pray, sir, sit you down 
And help yourself! 
Excl. ( falling to). Ah, what a jolly feast 
You’re having! Really, in the town, — 
I mean the suburbs, — where I was brought up, 
Where they do things in style, they never made 
A “sugar” better! Why, to have a sup 
Of this is worth an hour’s fly ! [Feeds greedily ] . 
Fimb. ( aside to Herbiba). His grade 
Of life is very low ! I never saw 
A moth in meaner dress ! 
Bat. ( aside to Herbida). Pray who is that? 
Herb. A person, dear Miss Batis, who is — aw — 
Awfully vulgar ! 
[A bat at this instant sweeps in, seizes the still dozing Pronuba in his teeth, and 
flies off with him.] 
Fimb. Gracious powers! — a bat! 
[The three moths remain paralyzed with fright and horror for some time. Even 
Exclamationis leaves off his supper.'] 
Bat. (faintly). Oh, Mr. Herbida ! that dreadful thing! 
Whatever was it? 
Herb. ( trembling ). M — ma’am, an ancient f — foe 
To all our race! [Shudders.] How F — Fimbria does wring 
His tarsi ! Ah ! and well he m — may, for — O — oh ! 
[The bat swoops in again, and carries off Herbida.] 
Excl. (after a long and dreadful pause). I say, though, pon my word, this 
doesn’t suit ! 
I th— think I’d b— better go. G— good evening, sir! 
I’ve no especial wish to serve that brute 
For supper! [Exit rapidly .] 
Fimb. (boldly). On my honour, I won’t stir 
From off this tree! Miss Batis, I forgot! 
May I conduct you home ? 
Bat. (convulsively clutching his tarsus). Oh, y — yes, sir, pray 
Take me, — oh, take me from this horrid spot ! 
Fimb. I’m ready, ma’am! Will you point out the way ? 
[Batis points languidly in the direction of her abode, and Fimbria then leads her 
array. * * * * The Collector, who commenced inspecting his sugar at 
the other end of the avenue, is now seen approaching. He boxes moths off 
