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From "Their Finest Hour, or, Triumph and Tragedy (1909)", a chapter towards the end of The History of Electricity, the first book of You Bright and Risen Angels (1987):

As the bug - which seemed to be a beetle of some kind - recovered, it came to evince so fond and loving a disposition for me that I decided to bring it back to the United States when I returned. We quickly learned to communicate with each other, for it was a very intelligent bug and understood that it could never escape and would be severely treated if it did not make a good-faith effort to obey my instructions.

According to von Fritsch, the language of bees consists of signs like that of our poor dumb and deaf population; and different varieties have different languages, "perhaps as far apart as French and German." These beetles have apparently established an insect Esperanto which must come in quite handy for instinctive aggression. Being no linguist, I insisted that my prisoner speak English. The conversations took place in a small hut kept at my disposal.

"What are your true aims?" I asked. "Are you fighting against reaction or the human race as a whole?"

It waggled its feelers. "You hurt," it wrote, "beetle hurt, you kill and we die you..."

"Will you become our shock troops against the reactionaries?"

"You feed us, no hurt, and we do for you..."

"What is the composition of your Central Committee?" I asked, my spectacles flashing with excitement.

"Great Beetle hurt when we hurt, fight electricity make you die..."

"And do you think that the Great Beetle will agree to bolster our forces?"

"Hurt all beetles, we burrow click and pinch, we hurt, certainly sir make you die..."

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