We thought wrong. The eggs did hatched. Little fries, were swimming in less than 48 hours. The papa has been diligent at his job since day one. Labourously gulping mouthful after mouthful of air to exhale into tiny bubbles to float the eggs. Then the minding of the fries. Picking up the wandering fries again and again all night and day. Depositing them back to the bubble haven. Amazing, even in the animal kingdom, solely driven by instinct, each still knows their responsibility to their young.