Mephistopheles. [to Brander]
And you, sir, what?
Brander.
Champagne for me!
And brisk and foaming let it be!
[Mephistopheles bores; meanwhile one of the party has got the stoppers ready, and closes the holes.
Brander.
To foreign climes a man must sometimes roam,
In quest of things he cannot find at home;
For Frenchmen Germans have no strong affection,