He's been up once or twice to see Aunt Hannah and to get acquainted, as he expresses it, and once he brought up some music and we sang; but he declares the wedding hasn't given him half a show." "Indeed! Well, that's a pity, I'm sure," rejoined Bertram, icily.
Billy turned in slight surprise.
"Why, Bertram, don't you like Mary Jane ?" "Billy, for heaven's sake! _Hasn't_ he got any name but that ?" Billy clapped her hands together suddenly.
"There, that makes me think.

He told Aunt Hannah and me to guess what his name was, and we never hit it once.

What do you think it is?
The initials are M.J." "I couldn't say, I'm sure.

What is it ?" "Oh, he didn't tell us.

You see he left us to guess it." "Did he ?" "Yes," mused Billy, abstractedly, her eyes on the dancing fire.