“Well, don’t upset the table,” warned Martin. “Let’s sit down, fellows. This has been sort of a strenuous day. Try the big chair, Harmon. By the way, as we’re going to see a good deal of each other we might as well get used to real names. Mine’s Martin, but I’m generally called Mart.”
“But never Smart,” interpolated Bob.
Harmon smiled at the pleasantry. “And I’m usually called Will and never Way,” he said.
Martin looked puzzled. For that matter, so did the others.
“You mean folks call you Will?” asked Martin, doubtfully.
“Yes. Short for Willard.”
“Oh! Willard’s your middle name. I see. Well—”
“Hold on!” exclaimed Bob. “I thought your middle name was Edward!”
“No, my middle name is Kane. Willard is my first name.” Harmon explained politely and smilingly. Joe’s jaw began to drop slowly.