"Yes, isn't it fine that mother and I are going to England? That is what you meant, isn't it?"
"Not all."
"Uncle Dick said you had something to tell us," said Polly.
"So I have. It concerns Polly more than any of you, though it might concern Molly if she were not going abroad."
"That sounds like a puzzle," laughed Polly. "But Uncle Dick said it concerned him."
"The silly boy!" Miss Ada drew down the corners of her mouth. "No doubt he'll make it his concern. Why Polly, it is this: Mr. Perkins, your tutor, has had a good offer in Denver and as he is so well and strong now he thinks he must accept it, and as Walter is old enough to go away to school, your father and mother thought a man was not needed to teach you and the others, so you are to have a new teacher. Guess who it is to be?"
"Oh, I can't. Tell me." Polly was all eagerness.
"Miss Ainslee."
"Not my Miss Ainslee?" cried Molly in surprise.
"Your Miss Ainslee."