Wells is never quite able to break free from an industrial age mindset, and this has always been one of his drawbacks for me towards the appreciation of his work. The title story stands on its own as a classic juxtaposition of cosmopolitan worldliness against idyllic innocence, but Wells was never visionary enough to transcend his time, and his scientific suppositions seem quaint by today's standards, especially "A Dream of Armageddon" which is pretty much a contradiction in terms, even if one accepts the historical constraints on the author. "The Lord of the Dynamics" is also offensively exploitative even if you allow for the bigotry of the age. There may be some minor typographical errors that the text preparer missed, particularly in "The Cone," I am not sure, but if you like the faith in mechanical supremacy that so called classical speculative fiction offers, then you like H.G. Wells, but he just isn't quite my cup of tea, even conceding his place as a master storyteller.