"Well, I may as well inform you that you are about to strike a snag," she went on, a trifle inelegantly in her desire to be emphatic.

"We intend to see to it that the mother of that baby gives it a name of her own choosing." "May I inquire just who you mean by we ?" he asked.
"The women,--three hundred of us, Mr.Percival, that's who.

I for one happen to know that Betty Cruise chose a name long ago.

Her heart is set on naming the baby after her mother,--Judith, I think it is.

That's the name she wants, but do you imagine she will have the hardihood or the courage, poor little scrap, to oppose you, Mr.Percival?
I mean you, personally.