“Rather.”
“Were they useful to you?”
“At times—in a way. Of course those things are good as training, you know—awfully good. Harden up the mental muscles, Peter.”
Peter made no reply to that.
Presently Peter said, “Shall I learn about machines?”
“When you’ve done some mathematics, Peter.”
“I’d like to fly,” said Peter.
“That’s far away yet.”
“There was a boy at that school, his father was an engineer; and he said that flying machines were coming quite soon.”
This was beyond Oswald’s range.