I've seen how they enter those poor little abandoned devils often enough to know.

What they called me is no more my name than it is yours.

I don't know what mine is, and I never will; but I am going to be your man and do your work, and I'll be glad to answer to any name you choose to call me.

Won't you please be giving me a name, Mr.McLean ?" The Boss wheeled abruptly and began stacking his books.

What he was thinking was probably what any other gentleman would have thought in the circumstances.