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With this in mind I killed a small hermit and put pieces in front of 
the gurnard. Ho ignored thorn, and a little grunt that happened to bo in 
tho pen when wo closed it rushod up ai d snatched away the morsels. Broke 
open an urchin also and sprinklod the crumbs in the sand. Ignored again -»~ 
except by the grunt. I had placed tho urchin on top of tho cage, and mile 
I was watching the gurnard tho trigger that lives on tho roof rushod up and 
snatched it end ran off, fooling that she had dono a great thing. All the 
other fish in tho vicinity Joined her in a huddle and they bickered over it 
a good while — * the trigger, of course, taking first rights. 
Tho mantis has not tipped his hand yet as to what interests him. Wo 
tried putting a partially disabled hermit next to his hole, but ha merely 
pushed it away, lext wo used a live swollen egg shell. Ho sale. I 
smashed it and allowed tho smoke from it to drift down his hole. Still no 
interest. He must eat something. Possibly a fish. But we had no fish. 
Clouds came in at noon -- and stayad in. We sat around awhile, and 
then picked up the gear and went over to tho jawfish. The one that had 
had tho eggs is friendly, and hangs half out of his hole. But no sign of 
little fish. The small striped fish hang above tho sandy bottom as before. 
Probably simply a colony of them, though they appear more scattered than 
they were at the time of the disappearance of the eggs. The other Jawfish 
has his eggs still. But they are of a color different from those carried 
by the first Jawfish, being solid yellow-green with no visible spots, and 
there are not nearly as many as the glob the first Jawfish managed. This 
