My mother thought Meg a sweet child, that's what she called her, a sweet child, although she was critical of her name.'What kind of name is that,' she said.'It's short for Margaret,' I said. 'But everyone calls her Meg.''Well, that's no name for a girl, that's a scullery maid's name. I fault the mother.'
1985, E. L. Doctorow, World's Fair, Fawcett Crest, published 1986, page 208