Can't you put her in a big box, and let her live, without hurting her?
I can't bear to let her go.

I want to learn all about her." "Then watch while we gather these on the trees," said Elnora.

"We will take her home until night and then decide what to do.

She won't fly for a long time yet." Mrs.Comstock settled on the ground, gazing at the moth.

Elnora and Philip went to the baited trees, placing several large moths and a number of smaller ones in the cyanide jar, and searching the bushes beyond where they found several paired specimens of differing families.
When they returned Elnora showed her mother how to hold her hand before the moth so that it would climb upon her fingers.