26.A gust of light wind shifted the grass and, with them, the crocus hidden there.
The cat watched the whole scene with attentive curiosity.
Its interest focused on the yellow butterfly lying on one of the flowers. The insect didn't move when the wind came, but shortly afterward, elusive; it detached from the corolla as if it were only another yellow and impalpable petal taken away by the air.
The cat then decided to move. It rose from the crooked position it was in and walked a few steps, trying to get close to the spot of colour flapping its wings. The insect probably did not notice it: it continued to twirl in a disorderly and lopsided as if it were drunk of the spring breeze.
The cat continued to follow it and, when it seemed that its prey had definitively stopped on the grass, it
