"Precisely—I told you so!" and Peggy bridled with an air of virtue.
"Then no wonder nothing has come out! You have drawn out the wrong shutter each time, and the plates have never been exposed. They are wasted! That's fivepence simply thrown away, to say nothing of the chemicals!"
His air of aggrieved virtue; Peggy's little face staring at him, aghast with horror; the thought of four plates being used and leaving not a vestige of a result were all too funny to be resisted. Mellicent went off into irrepressible giggles; Max gave a loud "Ha, ha!" and once again a mischievous whisper sounded in Peggy's ear—
"Good for you, Mariquita! What about the conversational annotations?"
(To be continued.)
[SOME PRACTICAL HINTS ON COSMETIC MEDICINE.]
By "THE NEW DOCTOR."
PART IV.
THE HANDS.