No attempt is made to shift the Mole, who sinks into the ground where he lies.

The operation completed, I remove the trivet.

The network is broken at the spot where the corpse lay.

A few strips have been gnawed through; a small number, only so many as were strictly necessary to permit the passage of the body.
Well done, my undertakers! I expected no less of your savoir-faire.

You have foiled the artifices of the experimenter by employing your resources against natural obstacles.