Arthur, too, looked sullen and shy.

Nobody spoke but little.

Oliver, who, in his innocent, childish way, pulling Christian's dress, repeated again, "What is your name?
What must Olly call you ?" Whatever she felt, her husband must have felt and known that this was the critical moment which, once let slip, might take years afterward to recall.

He said, nervously enough, but with a firmness that showed he must already have well considered the subject, "Call her mamma." There was no reply.

Christian herself was somewhat startled, but conscious of a pleasant thrill at the sound of the new name, coming upon her so suddenly.