If the test is to be applied to a species with a daytime hiding-place amid the foliage, the dead Locust is laid on the web, more or less near the centre, no matter how.
In both cases, nothing happens at first.

The Epeira remains in her motionless attitude, even when the morsel is at a short distance in front of her.

She is indifferent to the presence of the game, does not seem to perceive it, so much so that she ends by wearing out my patience.

Then, with a long straw, which enables me to conceal myself slightly, I set the dead insect trembling.
That is quite enough.

The Banded Epeira and the Silky Epeira hasten to the central floor; the others come down from the branch; all go to the Locust, swathe him with tape, treat him, in short, as they would treat a live prey captured under normal conditions.