His little pointed face almost seems to wear an expression.
For a long time he stands thus motionless, in contemplation of the desired one.

The latter, as though indifferent, does not stir.

Yet the lover has seized upon a sign of consent: a sign of which I do not know the secret.

He approaches: suddenly he erects his wings, which are shaken with a convulsive tremor.
This is his declaration.

He throws himself timidly on the back of his corpulent companion; he clings to her desperately, and steadies himself.
The prelude to the embrace is generally lengthy, and the embrace will sometimes last for five or six hours.
Nothing worthy of notice occurs during this time.