“Well, what do you guess it is?”
“Oh, I don’t know.”
“You must guess something.”
“Oh, well, Fanny.”
“Fanny! That’s a very stupid sort of name,” said Peggy.
They were still talking about the possible names of the possible girl and boy when their mother came in to see if they were tucked up for the night.
“Are you still awake?” she asked. “I wonder what you do find to talk about when you see each other all day long.”