"A man as much attached to his mistress as you are is no longer a man. He wants energy, when the occasion requires."
"What occasion?"
"Let us drink!"
"You make me drink too much brandy."
"Bah! look at me!"
"That's what frightens me. It seems something devilish. A bottle of brandy does not even make you wink. You must have a stomach of iron and a head of marble."
"I have long travelled in Russia. There we drink to roast ourselves."
"And here to only warm. So—let's drink—but wine."
"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!"