But they couldn't settle it.

Nurse said that that was about the first thing that showed how teetotally utterly they were going to disagree about things.
Mother wanted to call me Viola, after her mother, and Father wanted to call me Abigail Jane after his mother; and they wouldn't either one give in to the other.

Mother was sick and nervous, and cried a lot those days, and she used to sob out that if they thought they were going to name her darling little baby that awful Abigail Jane, they were very much mistaken; that she would never give her consent to it--never.

Then Father would say in his cold, stern way: "Very well, then, you needn't.

But neither shall I give my consent to my daughter's being named that absurd Viola.