At two o'clock all was over.

Ten butterflies had arrived.
During the whole week, and always about noon, at the hour of the brightest sunlight, the butterflies arrived, but in decreasing numbers.
The total approached forty.

I thought it useless to repeat experiments which would add nothing to what I had already learned.

I will confine myself to stating two facts.

In the first place, the Lesser Peacock is diurnal; that is to say, it celebrates its mating under the dazzling brilliance of noon.