"Oh! you must guess...."
"I never could. I should guess wrong."
"Try," she coaxed. "It begins with L."
He guessed Lily the second time, and she corrected him. "You're nearly right," she said, "it's Lilian."
"Lilian," he echoed, admiringly.
"It's a hateful name," she pouted.
"It's a lovely name," he said.
"Do you really think so?"
"Rather!"
"Why?" she smiled again.