“Nonsense! wine is fit for children. Brandy for men like us!”
“Well, then, brandy; but it burns, and sets the head on fire, and then we see all the flames of hell!”
“That’s how I like to see you, hang it!”
“But when you told me that I was too much attached to my mistress, and that I should want energy when the occasion required, of what occasion did you speak?”
“Let us drink!”
“Stop a moment, comrade. I am no more of a fool than others. Your half words have taught me something.
“Well, what?”
“You know that I have been a workman, that I have many companions, and that, being a good fellow, I am much liked amongst them. You want me for a catspaw, to catch other chestnuts?”
“What then?”
“You must be some getter-up of riots—some speculator in revolts.”