"So you see," she finished, when Alice Greggory had done laughing over the tale, "he always will be 'Mary Jane' to us.

By the way, what is his name ?" Miss Greggory looked up in surprise.
"Why, it's--" She stopped short, her eyes questioning.

"Why, hasn't he ever told you ?" she queried.
Billy lifted her chin.
"No.

He told us to guess it, and we have guessed everything we can think of, even up to 'Methuselah John'; but he says we haven't hit it yet." "'Methuselah John,' indeed!" laughed the other, merrily.
"Well, I'm sure that's a nice, solid name," defended Billy, her chin still at a challenging tilt.

"If it isn't 'Methuselah John,' what is it, then ?" But Alice Greggory shook her head.