"So are all of us," chimed in the rest.
"We have so much to tell you," began Nan.
"What do you think? Miss Dolores is here. She lives with us now," Mary Lee informed him.
"We have a pet paisano; Mr. Roberts gave him to us," announced Jean.
"Dear me," returned the old gentleman, "so much news. Who is Miss Dolores, by the way?"
"Our governess. Why, don't you remember about her?" said Mary Lee in an aggrieved tone.
"Oh, yes, yes, Miss de Garcia; I had forgotten her first name, and I was scarcely thinking of her at all, to tell you the truth, for I only saw her once, you may remember, and as I returned only last night Mrs. Roberts has not had time to tell me all that has been going on."
"Well, come in and we will tell you everything," said the girls.
"This is Saturday and we don't have any lessons except music," Mary Lee told him. "I am not taking music anyhow, for I like drawing better, and I am so interested in trying to draw the wild flowers, and after a while Miss Dolores will show me how to color them."
"I am going to learn to play the guitar or the mandolin when I am bigger," said Jack. "I'd rather do that than play the piano. You don't know what lovely songs the señorita sings."