“My land! And they call it the MUMPS?”
“That’s what Miss Mary Jane said.”
“Well, what in the nation do they call it the MUMPS for?”
“Why, because it IS the mumps. That’s what it starts with.”
“Well, ther’ ain’t no sense in it. A body might stump his toe, and take pison, and fall down the well, and break his neck, and bust his brains out, and somebody come along and ask what killed him, and some numskull up and say, ‘Why, he stumped his TOE.’ Would ther’ be any sense in that? NO. And ther’ ain’t no sense in THIS, nuther. Is it ketching?”