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Will grant me your forgiveness, I ’ll not say 
Anything more at present. Hunger’s call 
Is not to be denied. [ Commences his repast .] 
Rup. ( after a pause). I ’m getting cold 
For want of exercise. What say you all 
To a good dance ? It’s the best thing, I ’m told 
To keep one warm ! 
Sat. My dancing days are over ! 
App. And so are mine ! 
Mrs. R. My dear, what can you mean ? 
Dancing is very well for such a rover 
As you — with all your sex — have ever been ! 
But tell me truly, did you ever see 
Me dancing ? 
Rup. No, I never did, my dear ! 
Mrs. R. ( triumphantly ). Nor e’er will any dance be danced by me! 
Rcp. {bowing). Of that, too, I have not the slightest fear ! 
[The old gentleman advances stealthily towards the tree , having previously turned 
on the shade of his bull's-eye, in order not to frighten the hosts of moths 
he noiv confidently expects. On reaching the apple-tree, he suddenly turns 
the light full on it ; and his delight on beholding the moths is not to be 
described. He trembles with excitement, and, drawing a long pin from 
his collecting-box, lakes deliberate aim at the thorax of Satellitia ( whom 
he selects as the largest specimen ), and slowly advances to impale him. 
Just, however , as he is on the point of doing so, Rupicapraria, who 
can no longer resist the attraction of the light, flies bolt at the lantern, 
and executes a series of lively gambols around the old gentlemans head, 
making repeated dashes at his nose. Nothing daunted, the old gentleman 
makes a terrific lunge at Satellitia, misses him, and, losing his footing 
on the snow, falls fonvard on the ground, completely flattening his lantern 
(which is hung round his neck), and not making his face any cleaner 
by the mixture of snow and mould with which it comes violently in contact. 
With true British spirit, he is only incited to further exertions by this 
mishap, and, though his lantern is “ done for,” he searches on and around 
the tree by the moonlight, and succeeds in finding Satellitia and 
Stabilis, sitting on the snow in a helpless state from the amount of rum 
they have imbibed. He quickly seizes them, and pins them into his box, 
and, scorning the semi-apterous females as “ beetles or something," retires to 
the house in triumph, and in the full conviction that he has captured two 
great rarities. Applana (who has escaped by his small size) and the two 
females retire, into crevices of bark. Rupicapraria, who is still in a state 
of excitement, performs a pas seul around the scene, and then floats aivay 
over the trees.] Scene closes. XI. 
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