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leaving her burden before the door, she quickly 
went below. 
“ A tour of inspection,” explained Uncle John. 
“ There is some mark of the fleece about that 
door readily understood by the wasp nations. 
There are hosts of brigand wasps about; any one 
of them may have entered while Mrs. Hairy was 
absent, and she goes down to make sure all is 
well.” 
Evidently it was; for in a twinkling the wasp 
was back, and quickly grasping her plunder she 
dragged it down out of sight. 
“Now all depends on Mrs. Hairy’s records,” 
informed Uncle John. “ That worm is a sizable 
fellow, large enough to nourish a small wasp to 
maturity. If the mother has stocked enough 
male cells, she will be back in an instant and close 
up the place. In the event that provisions are 
desired for a female, she will have to go on the 
hunt again. The females are much larger and 
stronger than the males, you know, and require 
considerable more nourishment.” 
There was an eager wait, then to the delight 
of all Mrs. Hairy appeared, and after quietly 
rolling the stone into place, began to kick pebbles 
and loose dirt about, apparently doing all in her 
power to obliterate the presence of a door. 
“ Another job done,” commented Max, with a 
little murmur of satisfaction. “ Likely now she 
