"But aren't you going to walk?"
"Not today. I've took into my head to go down with horse and cart today."
"Can't we come too?"
"You've got to be good boys, and stay at home this time. Your own mother'll be coming very soon, and she'll learn you a many things."
Eleseus is all for learning things; he asks: "Father, when you did that writing on the paper—what does it feel like?"
"Why, 'tis hardly to feel at all; just like a bit of nothing in the hand."
"But doesn't it slip, like on the ice?"
"What slip?"
"The pen thing, that you write with?"
"Ay, there's the pen. But you have to learn to steer it, you'll see."