"My God!" cried our client, "what a blind beetle
I have been!"
What a blind beetle
I have been, not to draw my conclusion."
Although a few scholars find the textual chaos and unexpected twists in Mrs Hughes's repertoire off-putting, she creates some magical imagery: a 'milk-white stag' is to be saddled; tears fall 'like lumps of salt'; 'blind beetles
crawl' on yonder hill.
To test this, the researchers set up a runway with a hurdle: In one experiment normal tiger beetles (of the species Cicindela hirticollis) ran the track and negotiated the hurdle, tilting their bodies up when their antennae touched the hurdle; in a second experiment, the researchers painted over the beetles' eyes and found these blind beetles