"Waiter, two glasses of punch."
"For, you see, my friend, I am not as young as you are, and the follies which are overlooked in the young admit of no excuse in those of mature years."
"You talk like Cicero; but I reply that Cato learned to dance at sixty."
"Are you quite sure of that?"
"I didn't see it; but our follies were very reasonable ones.—Let us take a drink."
"I admit that we didn't injure anybody, after all. This punch is good, very good. But when you made me run across fields on account of that imaginary Turk——"
"Faith! I'll admit that he was a creditor; but aren't they Turks to their unfortunate debtors?—Another drink."
"It is true that creditors—— Look you, my dear Dubourg, you have all the qualities of a charming companion: you know all the good authors, you know history; take my advice, reform, settle down——"
"I have done it; it's all over now: no more gambling, no more escapades, no more drunkenness.—But we aren't drinking."
"Your health, my dear friend!"