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The hunting wasps searched out caterpillars and spiders; the spiders hunted

            for flies; the dragonflies fed off the spiders and the flies; and the swift, multi-

            coloured wall lizards fed off everything.

            But my favourites were the shyest members of the wall community who did not

            seek any attention. They were also the most dangerous; you hardly ever saw one

            unless you looked for it, and yet there must have been several hundred living in
            the cracks of the wall. If you gently lifted a piece of the loose plaster away from

            the brick, there, crouching beneath it, would be a little black scorpion, an inch

            long, looking as though he were made out of polished chocolate.


            They were weird-looking things, with their flattened, oval bodies, their neat,
            crooked  legs,  the  enormous  crab-like  claws,  bulbous  and  neatly  jointed  as

            armour, and the tail like a string of brown beads ending in a sting like a rose-

            thorn. The scorpion would lie there quite quietly as you examined him only
            raising his tail as a warning sign if you breathed too hard on him.


            Then one day I found a fat female scorpion in the wall, wearing what at first

            glance appeared to be a pale fawn fur coat. Closer inspection proved that this

            strange garment was made up of a mass of tiny babies clinging to the mother's
            back. I was enraptured by this family, and I made up my mind to smuggle them

            into the house and up to my bedroom so that I might keep them and watch them

            grow up. With infinite care I moved the mother and family into a matchbox, and
            then hurried to the villa.


            It  was  rather  unfortunate  that  just  as  I  entered  the  door  lunch  should  be

            served. However, I placed the matchbox carefully on the mantelpiece in the
            drawing room and made my way to the dining room and joined the family for

            the meal. Dawdling over my food, feeding Roger surreptitiously under the table

            and listening to the family arguing, I completely forgot about my exciting new

            captures.




               enraptured  —  extremely  pleased  by;  dawdling  —  being  slow;  surreptitiously  —
               secretively



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