Richard looked anxious when he and Mrs K. met. He gave a detailed account of his illness. He had had laryngitis and only a slight temperature and was kept in bed; he had been unhappy because he could not go out with his father and Paul when it was such lovely weather.1 He said how nice Paul was. Yesterday they had had a very good time going fishing together. He described how they cast the fly. There were lots of little fishes about, but they did not catch any. But Daddy and Paul had gone fishing by themselves and Daddy had caught a very big salmon; since he had no permit for salmon-fishing, he had to break the line. It was a wonderful