The Chrysalis moved its tail, and thus attracted the attention of the Ant, who then saw for the first time that it was alive.
“Poor, pitiable animal!” cried the Ant disdainfully.
“What a sad fate is yours! While I can run hither and thither, at my pleasure, and, if I wish,
-ascend the tallest tree, you lie imprisoned here in your shell, with power only to move a joint or two of your scaly tail. ”
The Chrysalis heard all this, but did not try to make any reply. A few days after, when the Ant passed that way again, nothing but the shell remained.
Wondering what had become of its contents, he felt himself suddenly