I went out in the hallway at lunch time and again encountered my neighbors. They smiled courteously and returned my greeting. I noticed that The Critic had a long handled net beneath his arm. Ah, that explains what you were doing in the meadow yesterday. He sounded incredulous.
Butterfly hunting is one of the two most intense pleasures known to man.
As he said this his wife looked at him and smiled, which gave me a good idea of what the other pleasure was. It was delightful to see such an affectionate older couple. The Critic gave me a severe look. I am not speaking of sex, which is what your leering comment would seem to indicate. An uncomfortable silence fell over our little group.