"My name is Lucille." The man sat down heavily, crowding the girl's body against Mr. Munn. "You call her Sukie like I said," he ordered. "Now, Mr. Munn," the girl asked, leaning back so she could look up at him from under the brim of her large straw hat with its blue ribbons, " do you see how he can make Sukie out of a name like Lucille?"