Marie wants them named _something_, but she doesn't say much to Cyril.

Marie wouldn't really breathe, you know, if she thought Cyril disapproved of breathing.

And in this case Cyril does not hesitate to declare that the boys shall name themselves." "What a situation!" laughed Calderwell.
"Isn't it?
But, do you know, I can sympathize with it, in a way, for I've always mourned so over _my_ name.

'Billy' was always such a trial to me! Poor Uncle William wasn't the only one that prepared guns and fishing rods to entertain the expected boy.

I don't know, though, I'm afraid if I'd been allowed to select my name I should have been a 'Helen Clarabella' all my days, for that was the name I gave all my dolls, with 'first,' 'second,' 'third,' and so on, added to them for distinction.
Evidently I thought that 'Helen Clarabella' was the most feminine appellation possible, and the most foreign to the despised 'Billy.' So you see I can sympathize with Cyril to a certain extent." "But they must call the little chaps _something_, now," argued Hugh.
Billy gave a sudden merry laugh.
"They do," she gurgled, "and that's the funniest part of it.