Then she asked if I wasn't surprised when she called me Teunis.

She had thought a good deal over it, she said, and she couldn't, couldn't like the name of Jacob, or Jake; but Teunis was a quality name.

Didn't I think I'd like it if I changed my way of writing my name to J.Teunis Vandemark?
"I like to have you call me Teunis," I said; "but I wouldn't like to have any one else do it.

I like to have you have a name to call me by that nobody else uses." "That's a very gallant speech," she said, blushing--and I vow, I didn't know what gallant meant, and was a little flustered for fear her blushes were called out by something shady.
"Besides," I said, "I have always heard that nobody but a dandy ever parts his name or his hair in the middle!" "Rubbish!" said she.

"My father's name was A.Fletcher Royall, and he was a big strong man, every inch of him.