[John cannot help but quirk a smile at that comment. Until the next one comes.]
But of course. Until the next.
[He shakes his head, shifting his hat in his hands once more, before he offers:]
It's a family name. William, that is. My wife's father's name.
[Her sister's father's name, Geneva being the boy's mother, but that is neither here nor there.]
It was -- a friend who first called him Willie. After his own relation. Then I suppose the name just took.
[He smiles fondly at her.] But now he's got it in his head that at the age of eight and a half he is much too old and well-bred to be a Willie anymore.
[He shakes his head at the thought.] Perhaps he will want me to address him by his full title next. I really can't say.
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But of course. Until the next.
[He shakes his head, shifting his hat in his hands once more, before he offers:]
It's a family name. William, that is. My wife's father's name.
[Her sister's father's name, Geneva being the boy's mother, but that is neither here nor there.]
It was -- a friend who first called him Willie. After his own relation. Then I suppose the name just took.
[He smiles fondly at her.] But now he's got it in his head that at the age of eight and a half he is much too old and well-bred to be a Willie anymore.
[He shakes his head at the thought.] Perhaps he will want me to address him by his full title next. I really can't say.