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Must
it
be
confessed
!
That
great
child
of
a
Cousin
Benedict
had
hoped
for
a
moment
that
they
would
not
be
able
to
pass
.
Such
a
voyage
seemed
to
him
unnecessary
.
He
regretted
Alvez
's
factory
and
the
hut
that
contained
his
precious
entomologist
's
box
.
His
chagrin
was
real
,
and
indeed
it
was
pitiful
to
see
the
poor
man
.
Not
an
insect
;
no
,
not
one
to
preserve
!
What
,
then
,
was
his
joy
when
Hercules
,
"
his
pupil
"
after
all
,
brought
him
a
horrible
little
beast
which
he
had
found
on
a
sprig
of
the
tikatika
.
Singularly
enough
the
brave
black
seemed
a
little
confused
in
presenting
it
to
him
.
But
what
exclamations
Cousin
Benedict
uttered
when
he
had
brought
this
insect
,
which
he
held
between
his
index
finger
and
his
thumb
,
as
near
as
possible
to
his
short-sighted
eyes
,
which
neither
glasses
nor
microscope
could
now
assist
.
"
Hercules
!
"
he
cried
,
"
Hercules
!
Ah
!
see
what
will
gain
your
pardon
!
Cousin
Weldon
!
Dick
!
a
hexapode
,
unique
in
its
species
,
and
of
African
origin
!
This
,
at
least
,
they
will
not
dispute
with
me
,
and
it
shall
quit
me
only
with
my
life
!
"
"
It
is
,
then
,
very
precious
?
"
asked
Mrs.
Weldon
.
"
Precious
!
"
cried
Cousin
Benedict
.
"
An
insect
which
is
neither
a
coleopter
,
nor
a
neuropteran
,
nor
a
hymenopter
;
which
does
not
belong
to
any
of
the
ten
orders
recognized
by
savants
,
and
which
they
will
be
rather
tempted
to
rank
in
the
second
section
of
the
arachnides
.
A
sort
of
spider
,
which
would
be
a
spider
if
it
had
eight
legs
,
and
is
,
however
,
a
hexapode
,
because
it
has
but
six
.
Ah
!
my
friends
,
Heaven
owed
me
this
joy
;
and
at
length
I
shall
give
my
name
to
a
scientific
discovery
!
That
insect
shall
be
the
'
Hexapodes
Benedictus
.
'
"
The
enthusiastic
savant
was
so
happy
--
he
forgot
so
many
miseries
past
and
to
come
in
riding
his
favorite
hobby
--
that
neither
Mrs.
Weldon
nor
Dick
Sand
grudged
him
his
felicitations
.
All
this
time
the
perogue
moved
on
the
dark
waters
of
the
river
.
The
silence
of
night
was
only
disturbed
by
the
clattering
scales
of
the
crocodiles
,
or
the
snorting
of
the
hippopotami
that
sported
on
the
banks
.
Then
,
through
the
sprigs
of
the
thatch
,
the
moon
appeared
behind
the
tops
of
the
trees
,
throwing
its
soft
light
to
the
interior
of
the
boat
.
Suddenly
,
on
the
right
bank
,
was
heard
a
distant
hubbub
,
then
a
dull
noise
as
if
giant
pumps
were
working
in
the
dark
