text:  Then after a long sojourn in the _pupa_ or _puppy_ state--longer far than that of any other maggot--he emerges a perfect butterfly vain empty fluttering and conceited idling flirting flaunting philandering until the summer of his _ton_ is past when he dies or is arrested and expiates a life of puerile vanity in Purgatory or the Queen's Bench