"There now, what have you said, Jack?" said Mary Lee reprovingly.
"I only asked him about his little boy," replied Jack in an injured tone.
"What little boy?"
"His little boy. Mrs. Roberts told me she used to have a little brother. He died, though, but I wanted to ask Mr. St. Nick about him."
"Don't you see it made him feel very badly? You must never mention the subject to him again," said Mary Lee in a severe tone.
"Well, then, I won't," said Jack, "but I do want to know."
"We're going to have honey; all we can eat," Jean informed her. "Mr. St. Nick said so."
"You ought just to hear him tell about the bees, Jack," said Mary Lee. "You see there are so many flowers all the time out here that the bees can gather such loads of honey. I think I will have a bee ranch when I settle in California."
"I'm going to have grapes or oranges, I don't know which," said Nan. "The orange trees look so beautiful with the blossoms and fruit on them at the same time, though the vines are pretty, too, and I like raisins immensely."
"I think I'll have peanuts," decided Jean.