Tim hesitated, then said: “English, and arithmetic… and history… and geography,” he finished thoughtfully. Then he looked up, and there was something odd in the glance.
“What do you like to do for fun?”
“Read, and play games.”
“What games?”
“Ball games… and marbles… and things like that. I like to play with other boys,” he added, after a barely perceptible pause, “anything they play.”
“Do they play at your house?”
“No; we play on the school grounds. My grandmother doesn’t like noise.”
Was that the reason? When a quiet boy offers explanations, they may not be the right ones.
“What do you like to read?”
But about his reading Timothy was vague. He liked, he said, to read “boys’ books,” but could not name any.