“Well, you see, it sounds better. That one that Bob has took I can’t make no sense out of it nohow, and I don’t believe it’s good to eat, either—anything with a name like that.”
the great banquet.
“But the name of your soup is not much better.”
“That’s so, Herbert. Blamed if I know what they wants to put such stuff on fer a feller to eat fer,” said Tom, with an air of disgust.
“Well, Tom, you may as well get used to these names, for you’ll get a lot of ’em before you get through this bill,” said Bob, laughing.
“Them names don’t go all the way through, do they, Bob?” asked Tom, alarmed.
“Yes, plumb through to the end.”
“Well, that will spoil my dinner, then, for I don’t know nothing about such words.”