My name wasn't Mallory to begin with--my father took that name." Marsham gave a little start.
"Dear--how surprising!--and how interesting! Tell me all you can--from the year One." He smiled upon her, with a sparkling look that asked for all her history.

But secretly he had been conscious of a shock.

Lately he had made a few inquiries about the Welsh Mallorys.

And the answers had been agreeable; though the old central stock of the name, to which he presumed Diana belonged, was said to be extinct.

No doubt--so he had reflected--it had come to an end in her father.
"Mallory was the name of my father's mother.