Which reminds me--" He drained the bottle, tossed it to Kwaque, and made signs for him to open the remaining one.
"The namin' of you, son, is not lightly to be considered.

Irish, of course, but what shall it be?
Paddy?
Well may you shake your head.
There's no smack of distinction to it.

Who'd mistake you for a hod-carrier?
Ballymena might do, but it sounds much like a lady, my boy.
Ay, boy you are.

'Tis an idea.

Boy! Let's see.