"That depends on how good you are at memorizing dots and dashes. French verbs are nothing compared to it."
"I hadn't thought of learning to read code."
"You have to, son, if you are going into wireless. With a tutor here on the spot, it should not be difficult. Besides, that is half the fun. I want you to learn this thing intelligently and not just make a plaything of it. I've done my part by buying you the best outfit there was to be had. The rest is up to you."
"That's square, Dick," chimed in Walter.
"Sure it is. I'll go to it and do my darndest, too, Dad," returned the boy.
"That's the proper spirit!" exclaimed his father.
His Highness smiled with ironic satisfaction.
"If Bob is to tutor you you will study harder than you ever did in your precious life," whispered he. "I know Bob. He can be stiff as any college professor. He tutored me in Latin once to pull me through my exams and I barely lived. I don't envy you, old man."
"Gee! Will it be that bad?"
"You will get all the wireless coming to you, that's all. Take it from me," was the teasing rejoinder.