There's some go in a name like that.' 'Vance ?' cried Morris.

'Do you think we are playing a pantomime for our amusement?
There was never anybody named Vance who wasn't a music-hall singer.' 'That's the beauty of it,' returned John; 'it gives you some standing at once.

You may call yourself Fortescue till all's blue, and nobody cares; but to be Vance gives a man a natural nobility.' 'But there's lots of other theatrical names,' cried Morris.

'Leybourne, Irving, Brough, Toole--' 'Devil a one will I take!' returned his brother.

'I am going to have my little lark out of this as well as you.' 'Very well,' said Morris, who perceived that John was determined to carry his point, 'I shall be Robert Vance.' 'And I shall be George Vance,' cried John, 'the only original George Vance! Rally round the only original!' Repairing as well as they were able the disorder of their clothes, the Finsbury brothers returned to Browndean by a circuitous route in quest of luncheon and a suitable cottage.