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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Life of the Spider by J. Henri Fabre: destined to keep out the cold. The youngsters will bide for some
time in this soft shelter, to strengthen their joints and prepare
for the final exodus. It does not take long to make. The
spinning-mill suddenly alters the raw material: it was turning out
white silk; it now furnishes reddish-brown silk, finer than the
other and issuing in clouds which the hind-legs, those dexterous
carders, beat into a sort of froth. The egg-pocket disappears,
drowned in this exquisite wadding.
The balloon-shape is already outlined; the top of the work tapers
to a neck. The Spider, moving up and down, tacking first to one
side and then to the other, from the very first spray marks out the
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