"Let me do one thing more for you," she said. "Let me rename you. How on earth did you ever get yourself called Dunstable?"

"My mother's maiden name," said I. "Lots of people in Canada get landed with their mother's maiden name as a Christian name. But what's wrong with it?"

"It's hard to say, for one thing," said she, "and it sounds like a cart rumbling over cobblestones. You'll never get anywhere in the world named Dumbledum Ramsay. Why don't you change it to Dunstan? St. Dunstan was a marvellous person and very much like you - mad about learning, terribly stiff and stern and scowly, and an absolute wizard at withstanding temptation.