She's married." "And whom did she marry ?" "A fellow called Toovey.

A man in the City." "Oh!" said Mr.Longdon a little blankly.

Then as if to retrieve his blankness: "But why do you call her Nancy?
Wasn't her name Blanche ?" "Exactly--Blanche Bertha Vanderbank." Mr.Longdon looked half-mystified and half-distressed.

"And now she's Nancy Toovey ?" Vanderbank broke into laughter at his dismay.

"That's what every one calls her." "But why ?" "Nobody knows.