I have always hated my name, though perhaps I did noteven know that until I told him what it was—Harriet, Isaid in a loud, clear voice because he was foreign and Ithought he might not understand unless I spoke very distinctly, even though he had addressed the question tome in what seemed to be unusually good English—and hesimply looked at me for a moment, and I began to think he really hadn't understood me. It was quite odd……