Nicodemus

Charles Dickens, Our Mutual Friend:

“Do you like the name of Nicodemus? Think it over. Nick, or Noddy.”
“It is not, sir,” Mr. Wegg rejoined, as he sat down on his stool, with an air of gentle resignation, combined with melancholy candor; “it is not a name as I could wish any one that I had a respect for, to call ME by; but there may be persons that would not view it with the same objections.—I don't know why,” Mr Wegg added, anticipating another question.
“Noddy Boffin,” said that gentleman. “Noddy. That's my name. Noddy—or Nick—Boffin. What's your name?”