Nick, or Noddy.' 'It is not, sir,' Mr Wegg rejoined, as he sat down on his stool, with an air of gentle resignation, combined with melancholy candour; it is not a name as I could wish any one that I had a respect for, to call ME by; but there may be persons that would not view it with the same objections .-- I don't know why,' Mr Wegg added, anticipating another question.
'Noddy Boffin,' said that gentleman.

'Noddy.

That's my name.

Noddy--or Nick--Boffin.

What's your name ?' 'Silas Wegg .-- I don't,' said Mr Wegg, bestirring himself to take the same precaution as before, 'I don't know why Silas, and I don't know why Wegg.' 'Now, Wegg,' said Mr Boffin, hugging his stick closer, 'I want to make a sort of offer to you.