One hot day at the hill that belongs to the tortoises, Roger and Gerald were concealed behind a bush waiting for a swallow-tail butterfly to return to its patch. In 2 hours they could collected 35 specimens, just only walking about the hillside and picked up them as they wandered about an air of preoccupied determination.
Roger and Gerald squat by the hour in the heather, watching for the tortoise jousting for the lady. When the lady already made her choice, they would follow the happy couple on their honeymoon among the myrtles. Gerald came to know many of the tortoise by sight as he watching their daily life so closely. Gerald wanted the egg so that he can add it to his collection, but he has to wait until she move away.
Gerald explores a crumbling wall that lines the property. Brick-laid and coated in peeling plaster houses an assortment of life. Geckos share space with beetles and glowworms. Gerald's favorite inhabitants of the wall are the scorpions. Gerald admires their black shiny bodies as they hunt and perform mating rituals. One day Gerald finds a mother scorpion with a carpet of tiny babies clinging to her form. Unable to leave her, Gerald carefully captures the scorpion and her brood and takes them home.
Gerald places the scorpion in a matchbox on the mantelpiece then forgets about them during the rambunctious meal. Larry discovers the scorpions when he attempts to light his cigarette. A shrieking melee ensues as Larry shakes the scorpions of his arm and onto the dining table.
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