"I'm very sorry, mamma, but it is too long. No one would ever say Elizabeth, and I don't like Queen by itself. Now, Hetty, what's your new name?"
"Miss Flo, I've told you every name I ever knew a cat to be called."
"But I don't want an old name. I wish for quite a new one."
"Well, would you like Darling, miss? My sister Annie had a kitten once called Darling."
"It's a pretty name, but I wonder you will tell me names that have been used before."
"I never knew a cat called My Lady, Flo," said her mother.
"Call her Nebunezzar," said Lina.
"Nebuchadnezzar, Lina! Don't be childish," Flo answered, with dignity. "It must be My Lady, I suppose. Here comes papa! He shall choose."
On the case being stated to Mr. Eyre, he gravely replied, "Flo, your cat is a Persian cat, or will be, if she lives; so she ought to have a Persian name, and you can choose between Zelica and Nourmahal."
"Oh, papa! such lovely names! Say them again, please."