The Gardener lives an almost solitary life; it is rarely that one finds two or three beneath the same object of shelter.

The gathering in my menagerie was thus exceptional, although it did not lead to confusion.
There is plenty of room in the glass cage for excursions to a distance and for all their habitual manoeuvres.

Those who wish for solitude can obtain it; those who wish for company need not seek it.
For the rest, captivity cannot lie heavily on them; that is proved by their frequent feasts, their constant mating.

They could not thrive better in the open; perhaps not so well, for food is less abundant under natural conditions.

In the matter of well-being the prisoners are in a normal condition, favourable to the maintenance of their usual habits.
It is true that encounters of beetle with beetle are more frequent here than in the open.