His wife's name was Elvira, which is also good. I think it was Elvira Moniz -- "Mme. Moniz," Walter calls her in the very polite letters I read in D.C. -- but I'm not certain; no one seems entirely sure what we should call the guy who invented the lobotomy, let alone his wife. Sometimes he's called just Egas Moniz, and sometimes he's called António Egas Moniz, and sometimes, God help us, he is called António Caetano de Abreu Freire Egas Moniz, so that I shudder to think what would have become of him had he fallen down a well.
Egas would have been a very accomplished man even without having invented a thing that won him the Nobel Prize. He was a member of Portugal's parliament as a young man, and in his role as foreign secretary signed the Treaty of Versailles on behalf of his country. OK, so that didn't work out so great. It's still impressive! (You could say the same of inventing lobotomy, come to think of it.)
P.S. I heard from the present Dr. Freeman again today. Dear God, we are corresponding. Should I start calling him "Meu caro Professor Freeman," or is it too early for that?