"Clam."
"Clam!" said Elizabeth, — "where did you get such an odd name?"
"'Long street," said the girl, her black eyes twinkling.
"Where did you get it?" said Winthrop gravely.
"I didn't get it nowheres — it was guv to me."
"What's your other name?"
"I ha'n't got no more names — my name's Clam."
"What's your mother's name?"
"She's Sukey Beckinson."
"Is she kind to you?" asked Elizabeth.