"Only just enough to brace me up," whimpered the old actor. "Only a little snifter."
"Only a number of little snifters. You are full now, Mr. Lee."
Old Dan braced up with an attempt to show indignation and dignity.
"Be careful, young man! Won't shtand it! No, shir! Got a right to take a little snifter!"
"I will take charge of this."
"Give it back!" panted the old fellow, advancing on Merry, his trembling hands outstretched. "Let me have it!"
"After the show—perhaps."
"Now, now! I must have it! I'm shick! It's med'cine!"
"It's bad medicine."