'_Worried_ (Photography).--To avoid curling. The chief trouble with reel films is their tendency to curl. In any case the film should be allowed to soak for five minutes, and I need not dwell upon other methods of treating the latter kind. All my remarks on plate development, etc., apply equally to cut films, as I should almost have thought 'Worried' would have gathered by now. '_True Blue_ (Egg-preserving).--We quite understand your desire to make more headway than you can in a south-coast watering-place....' At this moment Edith came in. Bruce looked up a little annoyed at the interruption. He was becoming quite absorbed in the egg-preserving case on the south coast, and morbidly anxious to know what would happen next. 'Bruce, I wonder if you'd do me a very great favour? It really isn't difficult. I've allowed nurse to go out and Bennett is busy, and I wanted to fly over just for a minute or two to see Hyacinth. She telephoned to me. I shouldn't be gone more than twenty minutes.' 'Of course, go. Do go. I don't want you. I'm very busy.' He took up the paper again. 'It isn't that; but _would_ you very much mind looking after Archie while I'm gone? He'll be perfectly good. I'll give him his box of toys, and he'll sit in the corner over there and you'll never notice he's there till I'm back again.' 'Of course, of course. Surely I'm capable of looking after my own son. Do go.' 'Yes, Bruce dear. And if he asks for anything just nod and smile and don't give it to him, and he'll be all right.' 'Oh, don't worry.' As she was going out he called out-- 'And I say, Edith, just give him a hint that I've got some rather important work to do, and he mustn't interrupt me by asking foolish questions.' 'Yes, oh yes. I'm so glad to think you're so sensible, and not ridiculously nervous of having to look after the child.' 'Nervous? What rot! I never heard such nonsense. I say, Edith, what's the doctor's address? In case he has a fit, or anything.' 'Oh, Bruce! As if he would _dream_ of having a fit! I shan't give you the address. You'd be telephoning to him on the chance. Good gracious, don't make such a fuss! I shall only be gone a few minutes.' 'I'm not making a fuss. It's you. Fancy thinking it necessary to tell me not to give him what he asks for! As if I should.' He returned to his paper, and Edith brought in the little boy. He gave his father a keen glance from under his smooth, fair fringe and sat down in front of the box of toys. As soon as Edith had gone he held out a card to his father, and said-- 'E for efalunt.' Bruce frowned, nodded, waved his hand, and went on reading. He had lost the thread of the Egg Question, but became equally absorbed in the following problem. '_Disheartened_.--You must make a quiet but determined stand against such imposition. It does not follow because you walked out with a young man two or three times, and he now walks out with your friend instead, that ...'