Galin. [Yawning.] Light!—--No, Sir,——I have no Light. I'm us'd to Hardship, I can sleep in the dark.
Don Guz. You have been drinking, you Rascal, you are drunk.
Gal. I have been drinking, Sir, 'tis true, but I am not drunk. Every Man that is drunk, has been drinking, confess'd. But every Man that has been drinking, is not drunk.——Confess that too.
Don Guz. Who is't has put you in this Condition, you Sot?
Galin. A very honest Fellow: Madam Leonora's Coachman, nobody else. I have been making a little debauch with Madam Leonora's Coachman; yes.
Don Guz. How came you to drink with him, Beast?
Gal. Only per Complaisance, Sir. The Coachman was to be drunk upon Madam's Wedding; and I being a Friend, was desired to take Part.
Don Guz. And so, you Villain, you can make yourself merry, with what renders me miserable.
Galin. No, Sir, no; 'twas the Coachman was merry; I drank with Tears in my Eyes. The remembrance of your Misfortunes made me so sad, so sad, that every Cup I swallow'd was like a Cup of Poison to me.