"Now," the young king exclaimed joyously, as soon as the party he had invited had assembled, and the silk hangings at the entrance of the door had been closed: "Now we can talk at our ease.

In the first place, what can I call you ?" "My name is Roger Hawkshaw, your Majesty." The king repeated the name.
"It is two words," Roger said.

"With us, people have two names--the one which is common to all the family, the other which is given particularly to each person.

The name of my family is Hawkshaw, my own name is Roger.

Your Majesty can call me by either one, or by both." Long names were common in Mexico, and Roger Hawkshaw seemed by no means long to the king.
"Roger Hawkshaw shall be your name in public," he said.