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Aftar lunch we paraded a crab back and forth in front of the octo *s 
house expecting him to come out and latch onto it. Yi© could see his eyeball 
in the door of Ms house, but that was all* Once he put a tentative tentacle 
outside and then pulled it back in again. Finally we had to give up. 
Perhaps he remembers the moray; we *11 try again when he is hungrier. 
July 31 « 
Spent Saturday working on the new camera box. Also Sunday. Today for 
the record I photographed Tom setting up the pens, putting on the glass, 
etc. We wore half through when the clouds came, had ten minutes of sun 
altogether, probably. Stood poised with the rclled-up diffuser in our 
hands for twenty minutes as the clouds got darker and darker, and finally 
gave up and tied the diffuser again to its concrete blocks and went up for 
lunch. 
Before starting the day’s business we had put the octopus into the 
shooting pen so that he could limber up and be ready when we were. Ho 
was very active, and hadn’t been in the pen five minutes before ho was out 
of his house and exploring. Hungry, no doubt. Y/e had a crab for him in a 
screen box, but did not want to feed him until there was sun to use and a 
chance to turn in the moray. There was no sun. So he had to go hungry — 
and in turn escaped a good scare, or maybe worse -- because we kept the 
moray in his part of the pen. 
The avenue of clouds formed thicker and thicker, and by three o’clock 
things looked completely hopeless, so we decended again, chased the octo 
