By all means in the world! [they drink] and that spark the clerk?
Sir LUKE.
Colonel Secret, a friend to the lady you toasted.
SERJEANT.
A friend! oh, ay—I understand you—come, let us join 'em together.
Sir LUKE.
Alons. [drink.] Egad, I shall be caught in my own trap, I begin to feel myself fluster'd already. [Aside.]
SERJEANT.
Delicate white wine, indeed! I like it better every glass. [Sings.]
| Drink and drive care away, Drink and be merry. |